I looked down at the envelope
Gazing at the ink your hands had placed upon it
My heart racing with excitement
I reached down and touched each formed letter
As if by osmosis my fingers could become entwined with yours
As I turned the envelope over, I thought about the seal
Did you lick it before pressing it shut?
To imagine I was holding in my grasp
Any object your hands let alone your tongue had touched
Was almost too much for me to fathom
I grew quite heady just thinking about it all
I pressed the seal to my nose and deeply breathed in
Hoping I could smell the scent of the gum you chew
I gently broke the seal
Carefully
So as not to damage the remnants of leftover glue still present
I brought it to my own tongue
And I licked it
Slowly
Gingerly
With my eyes closed
And I swear I could feel your tongue
And taste the flavor of your gum
As tears spilled forth from my eyes onto my cheeks
My soul longing to be next to yours.
Copyright ©2007 man&SippingTheVastSpring
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