Love you dearly
From my heart,
to the tendrils that grow in Sun,
I fathom your love
but flail there...
I try to read the red letters that you send me,
but end up giving in....
for love cannot be read but felt.
In my heart,
I hide you dearly
for I love you dearly.
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