I have felt every word

He writes.

I collect each letter;

Capital and lower case,

Exclamation points,

Question marks and all.

I put them in my heart.

Little folded notes of love and disdain.

Magic spells to remind

Me

I am not alone.

And I tiptoe and

Dance to his lyrics

When I am solitaire.

Sometimes

In the forest

Under the moonlight too,

With a passion free.

Just me

And his

Smile when I close my eyes.

Tingling and giddy I cannot help but

Fall into an endless spiral.

Down into the

Moss beneath my feet.

Secret bliss.