A letter to my lover (poetic)

P.O BOX Lost without you,

*sad face*

Lonely Heartsville.

The 8th day since you left in October.

To:

The Bastard who stole my Heart,

P.O Box My heart's Desire,

Where i drown in your love.

Papi,

Accept my apology for using a paper to amplify my heart's whispers, you may have not noticed but this choice of communication isn't enough to contain my well of passionate kisses. To make it up to you,i planted a thousand kisses underneath every word in this letter hoping that they warm your heart and that you only think of me as i spend lonely nights longing for you.

In this day and age i know you expected a text,e-mail or phone call from me,but i saw it fit to write and re-write in my soul's font so that when my hidden kisses loose their effect,you have a piece of me *my handwriting* to remind you that I'll be waiting for your return...Just to comfort you!

Missing you just made me realize how faint my heart beats,it bleeds memories that i deem a taboo to forget, memories that are too sacred to be ignored,too deep to be replaced,sweet occasions that should be savored and relished by the soul,memories of before you left...a slide show of you and i.

Where you are i know there are those who wish to warm your bed and steam your windows,to apply for the position i hold in your life...you know me darling. I trust you enough not to let suspicion trick me to fall into jealousy's hideous trap,so I'll behave and be the good girl you left eight days ago. *winkey*

I wish you had taken me along with you,not because i don't have a life of my own but because days without you by my side proves to be dull and cold and my nights are restless and short. I miss my breakfast kisses and my "good night" workouts,something you always gave me when i had a rough day...you are my Medicine.

My love for you aside,i passed by your house yesterday to pick up the red heels i left two nights ago...I know what you're thinking and you are right,I've been sleeping at your crib just to watch your neighbors have sex via the telescope in your room...My God! your neighbor is a porn star,there is a style that intrigued me and i must try that on you. Now you have a hint of what i have planned out for you on your return! ;-)

This is where my letter ends my love,but my letter would be meaningless if i didn't mention that you are always in my prayers...keep yourself warm and don't forget to pray.

Yours with love,

Liama Odonyez