Burning Papers-love poems

A love letter (2)

O'darling how can I adapt to your absence

if I miss you within your unforgettable presence?

How much I love you,

O'how much I do,

My soul from within itself is fascinated,

that even dictionaries fail to describe you,

Pictures still fail to capture you,

no writer could ever put you into words,

nor an artist could portrait you,

O'my beloved went on talking,

that the man who was never impressed,

by the most beautiful of all women,

is weaker than ashes within her hands,

O' darling I need you, O' I sincerely do,

And How can I tell you my love,

if I can't speak in silences,

Distances separate me,

from you,

and what else can I do,

But write you a letter or two,

and If nature has laws;

Like the sun orbiting around the earth,

the moon that enlightens our night,

You are a rule, a perfection,

sent from the seven skies to earth,

that is meant to be mine,

Like the air we breathe,

the food we eat,

you are the only love,

the only essential love,

And If your love was to be described then no letters would have existed.