Let Them Build Into Ledgers Poem by Mark Heathcote
Let Them Build Into Ledgers
Love, pen me your innermost thoughts
darling so that my heart may whorl
and, sense under candlelight the moths
madness to dance and burning twirl.
I want to read my sweet pangs
in your wings patternation
I want to touch, remove masks
read and find no imitation.
Like Yeats & Maud Gonne's letters
send me your best-written love poems
let them build into ledgers
that account for our burning coals.
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