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Letter To Sir Jamie


Speak my love, I long for thee a while.

Let thy words feel like your sudden presence before me.

Let thy words remind me of your slicked back polished hair,

Complementing your Auburn champagne eyes.

Eyes that flicker with their luxurious lashes,

As they caress every part of my loveless soul,

Leaving a very fine line between love and lust.

 

Write to me, My One.

Make me forget to look for another.

Sweet talk my heart. Leave me poetic seduced.

Poetic words that sail from my upper lip down my core.

Words that make sounds escape my mouth in blissful agony.

Feeling like having my head in the clouds but feet on the ground

All at the one time.

 

Twenty-seven letters are not enough to forget you my knight.

There's need for more to move on.

I might love you less when l see you again,

But keep writing my soul,

My secret poet!

 

 

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