Letters
Almost a week, and not a line from you.
And just a year ago, once every day,
Or three times, even, you would write and say
"I love you! Oh, I love you! It's all true!
It's like a song, our love is. Oh, my dear
There isn't any minute I don't miss you!
If I could only touch you now, or kiss you!
Things are just flat and stale without you here!"
Oh, yeh? Let's see this note six days ago:
"Not much of any news…it's awful hot…
I don't do very much…. Oh, I forgot;
I went last night with Charlie to a show…. "
What was that movie line about "Love's dawn"?
Where's the waste-basket? Please excuse the yawn.