Darkness creeps into the bluest skies <br />And alas, there are your words <br />The very essence and purpose <br />Of my day is about to begin <br />Line upon precious line <br />Like swift and sensual <br />Breeze on a humid day <br />Like beams of powerful sun <br />Trudging to gray clouds <br />When rain has ceased <br />Like tiny droplets of luscious water <br />Soothing my tongue <br />When thirst is my craving <br />Such is your effect <br />And ‘tis is my greatest joy <br />As I read your email <br />I can hear your heartbeat <br />From a thousand miles <br />Hear heavens open <br />Everytime you smile <br />Words pulsating through me <br />Like a river to the sea <br />Take my troubles away <br />Take away my grief <br />Take away my heartache <br />Like a thief of the night <br />Make me feel better <br />Makes me whole <br />Makes me mellow <br />Into my very soul <br />And my little hearfelt response <br />Ended with goodbyes <br />But behind those simple words <br />Are my ardent thoughts <br />Know that <br />To leave <br />Is to look forward <br />Of seeing you again <br />.....then i press SEND<br /><br />Ayi Escalona<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/her-email-to-honduras-with-love-vii/
