by Shelly Wiseberg

A collection of love letters
in a heart shaped box
kept for many years
reminding me of the times
we met in secret
spent in your loving arms
wrapped up like a gift
in your embrace.

I have never forgotten
your smiling face
and your romantic charms
or butterfly kisses
traced on my lips.

We parted in youth
going our separate ways
I thought of you often
for many years and lonely nights
wishing you stayed from memory
to reality.

All I have left is this red velvet box
with satin lining and emotional thoughts
of those wonderful times of remembrance.