Introspection -7-

poetry, love, self-view, memories

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1. Introspection -7-

 

I received your letter, my heart,
It was late when it arrived in the night,
And all the time I touched the paper,
So strange smell it radiated, touched
The ink letters with your handwriting
Written so fast, with careful hand,
Kissed it, as I would kiss your gentle fingers.
But it was late,
My blood couldn`t stop now flowing,
I`m not afraid to die,  just now as if in
Your hands, holding your letter I was
Dying.

 
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  June-013
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