Wednesday, October 10, 2012

Letters from you

I hold this letter in my hand
A plea, a petition, a kind of prayer
I hope it does as I have planned
Losing her again is more than I can bear
I kiss the cold, white envelope
I press my lips against her name
Two hundred words. We live in hope
The sky hangs heavy with rain
(Nick Cave and The Bad Seeds - Love letter)

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