Funny, as I first read through your poem, I paused at those lines "before time snaps back" and thought, "I love that." Then I see it's new. Great poem, Brian.
I’m the envelope you fill with your craft,
Red paper hearts strung in a row enter this soul.
When I’m sealed, stamped by your tender hand
Deliver me to that destined land.
The warmth of your crimson constructive
Lip-sticks me from within from your heat.
Our delivered fate from post I’ll inscribe
With saturate ink pursed lips imbibed.
2.29.24
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Intertwine (13+) (2024 WDC Heartthrob awarded) Destined love should arrive, be marked for all time. #2315150 by Citizen Journalist
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