A letter to make me feel better
Words of a teenage lover
A name without a face
Penny now comes in place
Words of a flower ready to bloom
Love and maybe more
Words of tenderness
She speaks the language of love
Raining down on me
With passionate poetry
Giving me life in ecstasy
Inscribing the words of love back into my mind
Living the words of love back into my life
Brighten my day with words of life
Poetry to bring tears to my eyes
And through that tears I see my real life
Words of an unspoken language
Language in an era of make-believes and magical
fantasies
Language that rolled off her tongue speak of
dreams
But if you only see it, it’s the unspoken language
of love
Young and brave
Dared to endeavour in a zone of forbidden love
Still seeking for that love
And that love is the pride in her heart
Love she is still trying to inscribe into my life
Through letters of hidden words
I admired her because I see her as love
Penny, a name within a letter
© 3rd April 1998
* My delication to a long lost friend, Penny.
She was the first ever to admit she loved me but i was too blind to take
that love in. One of my great losts.