:Distorted Beauty

"I Love It When You Call Me Darling"

Dear tender heart stead fast,

let's not get ahead of ourselves.

It was one conversation.

One beautiful, romantical conversation.

I didn't know what he looked like

Or what color his skin was 

If he came from wealth or poverty 

Or the indifferences that we have yet to uncover

His height mattered not to me

Or the moments of awkward silence,

that was shared in between.

The only thing that mattered were his words

and his passion for thoughts.

Thoughts that people wouldn't think to foresee.

We didn't just talk of politics,

Nor the matter of affair and state.

We spoke of silly nonsense,

that had us laughing and giggling for days.

I constantly would check my mail

Seeing if he had sent a letter or note,

And day after day he would.

And day after day I wrote

Everyday he would encourage me to finish my schooling

And to promise to study hard

"You have such a kind heart darling,

I couldn't imagine you doing any other job."

Each night I would kiss those bulk of letters

And slip them gently underneath my pillow

Keeping his words close to mind & body

Spirit & Soul

We have only been talking for awhile,

but each day my heart has grown.

My waking thoughts are consumed of him

And my dreams are of you

Of us 

Please keep him for me 

And allow him to stay close 

For he is who I love

And to him I fully devote