I wrote a letter to my one true love, my primary, my alpha and omega;
I wrote a letter to my loves, my moon, my sun, my tides, my firmament;
I wrote my beloved; I wrote our magic, our music, our mystery;
I wrote all the things I could not say, all the things she would not hear;
I wrote my joy, I wrote my fear;
I wrote my touch, my breath, my heart;
I wrote her taste, her sighs, her light;
I wrote my love a letter and put it on my wall;
I wrote our magic, our music, our mystery;
and when I was done I found
I wrote my love in a language I could not read.
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