Letters From Across a Galaxy

Dear Love,

I need to ask for your help.  Because I’ve been writing these poems to her and she has no idea.  She has no idea my voice already knows her name, and my consonants constantly live in the constellations made up of her.  Dear love, if you could realign my stars so they always point me towards the direction of her, maybe my letters will find their way home.

Hers always,

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