Love Poem: From Letters Unread
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Written by: Daniel Larson

From Letters Unread

He can't see a bright lit end
     to his long and rocky road,
Yet recalls the letters sent
     in the chill of winter's cold.
Now is lost the promise lent
     when the spirit had been sold,
And his heart was overspent
     long before he had grown old.

She'd been cast upon the waves
     at the mercy of the tide,
Thrown out like the ageing slaves
     whom the righteous can't abide.
There are letters that she saves
     for the thoughts that were implied,
All about the love she craves
     though it’s always been denied.

Stars cross o'er a midnight sky
     as two lovers fight for sleep,
Neither holds the tears they cry
     in regards to what they keep.
Vows once thought now seem to fly
     above valley walls so steep;
Beauty seen in passing by
     is nothing more than skin-deep.

One thing stirs within the storm
     and the conflicts of the heart:
Childhood years which lose their form
     after being torn apart.
Dreams get lost deep in a swarm
     that had been built from the start,
Nothing more rides with the norm
     in an ageing, empty cart.

The bright lights can wait no more
     as the words fade into greys,
Yesterday becomes folklore
     in the memory that sways.
He's now locked behind a door,
     left pining for his lost days;
Letters pile up on the floor
     near the bed where she now lays.