Write me more
I am in the captivity of them.
Your letter is for me
like a beam of the sun,
like hope for our reunion,
like an elixir of life
for my broken heart.
Write me more,
so that I might know
that our separation despite
our hearts are so near
as two hands,
as two wings,
as two flower-petals.
I am without you
like a boat without oars,
like a bird without wings,
like a tree without the roots.
Please, write me more.
16 November 2005
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