Writer's King

You'll find yourself in her words

I write to you
On papers not found
With words composed
Not a time yet to be disclosed

In this letter unknown
A heart devoted to your name
The sole gift only you can claim
Waiting like a sealed mail

May you come home soon
That I would not have the silence
To utter every ode to your presence
As if you're somewhere listening

I write about love
In many places not near to you
With words on stars
Wishing to find you