Letter #1

Early in the morning

wide awake

Clock ticking

Surrounding buzzing

Hands dancing

keys tapping

Lights emanating

from the screen outward

Touching my eyes

piercing inside it.

Without knocking

it entered

into my body

Flowing through vessels

flowing with blood

Snobbing the brain

straight to the heart

where it is loudest.

It knows where to go.

It knows where to console.

With the beating of it,

Faint

but unfailingly heard,

is this intense longing

I have for you

at 1:00 in the morning.

 

March 12, 2011. Written by Lav Acacio.