Letters to My Wife

We don't have a lot of time to speak, nor see each other.ButThe muscles in thorax from those that reside in my core and reachto my chest, where my fire and air are housed—you still have the keys to that house.Let me open the door for you as we step into the museum and give you an honest tour,and hopefully this will make it easier for you to reciprocate. Allow me to humblywalk through with amind of simultaneous awe and wonder,and gently caress your sculptures paintingsbooksas I listen to the informative words pour out the mouth from whichharbors the voice that initiates the steady infernothat burns persistentlythroughout my days and nights for you. 


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