Fade.

Fade.


I wait for a letter from you,
A letter with a yes and a no,
A letter with a how and why.

A letter of bliss,
A letter where you miss,
A letter about you and I ,
A letter written on a whim.

But then that is I.

There is nothing from you,
no words, no letter,
Faded we have,
but still I won't stop.

Don't ask me a why,
A letter there will be,
All I can say with hope and a sigh.

Photo Taken in Diu, friends on the beach, faded to to suit the poem.