On paper flow the words in ink
words that are the content of my heart
words declaring love’s divine art
a letter of devotion to my love.
As the pen writes the thoughts of desire
the desire to see your lips
into a smile before a kiss
and I taste you
as you become the words I write.
You are my sonnet
my lover’s little song
your pulse that marks the time upon my pen
your heart beat’s rhythm echoed in my lines
of iambic pentameter
oh sweet love yet
the words flow without restriction
released in the wild abandonment
that is love’s passion
and my vers libre.
© JG Farmer 2014
Artwork: The Love Letter by John William Godward