E-Mail by Joseph Burgeson Bio/Address
An envelope slides under my door with a soft swish,
the whispered announcement of a letter's arrival.
I delight in the prospect of this unexpected visitor
calling on my solitude;
in an instant the welcome lightness of its paper symmetry
is in my hands, a sudden gift that my excitement
can't wait to unwrap and discover,
My thoughts quicken and hurry my fingers along
as they pull apart the stapled sides,
my hopes taking prominence in rapid succession:
(the lawyer says it looks good
she still loves me
the family will visit me soon).
As the pages unfold like the petals of a blossom,
her thoughtful essence emanates from them;
for a heady moment she's there,
close as I breathe,
a rose whose blush
puts blood back into the face of my humanity
as I forget for a while.
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