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Letter XV
You’ll wonder why I stop, As we begin to pray. You’ll wonder how all words retreat, How they may cease, escape, or stray. As my eyes gaze at God & you —As adamant as mountains, As vivid as fountains; Mirroring each light, each hue, each colour of our prayer, That ripens in the air. Know,
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Letter XIV
Needed, no new expression, No song, verse or lullaby. Our Love is but a question, & the answer is you & I. Now, I have stopped to love, for I have stopped loving. Like a shadow surrendering to the self from a journey in a garish day. Like that, I stop before we stray. Utterly adhering to
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Letter XIII
In my nocturnal wait, I love you enough. As I’ve loved you & yet in my nocturnal wait, I utter more letters than all alphabet. I find more meanings between love & hate. Between good & evil, between dark & light. & in my nocturnal wait, Endlessly so wounded is my soul, Endlessly so



