Letters - Poem #44

They wrote each other letters
breathless and palpitant, befitting young lovers
which she carefully wrapped in ribbon
placing them in his duffel bag
sitting silently in the garage.

Reaching in, a random note from ‘65 he chose
visible still her lipstick on the seal;
reading it over and over
recalling nights they gave themselves
to sensuality

touching lips to body
the excitment bestowed on one another
in a bed of dark pecan;
visions of hips and fingertips
limbs perfect and trembling.

It was a good life together
abruptly ended by the Fates;
in his hand their passion’s echo
recording the fires once shared
the light now fading in the heavens and in his body.

Returning the missive to it’s place, now sad
he went into the night to change his thoughts
listening to frogs and crickets,
moonlit dragon flies
clacking palms and jacaranda.

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Reviews

[lowpoem]

interesting poetry here about lovers that stayed in touch through letter writing. ending very sad. different poetry like this is a pleasure to read.

[toritto]

Thank you LP. From 1964 - 66 I was in the service stationed in Ethiopia - before the days of internet. Couldn't even call from there without booking your phone call 24 hours in advance and couldn't reverse the charges! My wife and I wrote letters which she kept. They are still in my garage in my duffle bag. My daughters know they cannot read them until I am gone! Glad you enjoyed. Regards from Florida

[lowpoem]

very sad in what you just said about letters. sounds like you have had a eventful life and I am sure letters will explain all this and show your love and I hope a few poems are in it as well.

[toritto]

Hi LP - Don't be sad. I was married to my high school girl for 40 years until she passed in 2004. We had 4 children together and buried 2 together. I made a decent living, traveled the world and want for nothing. My daughters call me every day. Thanks and regards