Pen-Pal-Prognostication

They’re in love
as much love as he can translate
letters sprawled out
and meanings rearranged

A sudden thing
he didn’t even know it happened
there was no memory
no midnight kiss

The stream of correspondence
had swept the two together
star crossed eyes
and dotted tees

It was enough
for him to keep on dreaming
to find a future waiting
a mail order bride

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