LOVE LETTERS:

Sepia & tear-stained, in escritoire they dormantly lie,

Tied bundled with old ribbon the colour of fading sky,

Tiredly old & scented with the blooms of wild briar rose,

Untouched by forgotten years & lying in sweet repose.

Missives of passion, words of love & promised dreams,

 Letters of proposals & long planned & awaited schemes,

Kissed with exotic stamps & sealed with your sweet breath,

Young dreams lived, now gone into their far & loveless death.

With quivering ageing hand, loosening fraying soft blue bow,

A creased envelope I open, letting memories to fly, flow & go,

Those missives, those loving words, kisses, promises & vows,

Those sweet scented words of love that made me your spouse.

Without deliberation & further ado, the match struck & duly lit,

Obliterating with flame, deleting every line upon every page writ,

My end now nigh & with our vows & promises of undying love,

With smoke & one last breath, dissipating into heavens above.