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letter reads: 

My dearest Lou,

          In my dreams, I lead you through the passages of my heart and show you each room, each alcove that you have left in me. See there – that elevation carved by your long fingers in my hair. That window, those hallways tracing the faint line of your freckles. There is not one space in my heart untouched by you.           

       I should know you through anything, I think. When e.e. cummings wrote “and dawn is of you, a thrilling glory frightening stars” but what I mean is “how could I not know you, when your very being cuts through all that night.” And isn’t that the moonlight? For you could never be anything less.

           I leave you with this then, my reverie: the lake that evening, how it stood perfectly still as for a moment the world ceased its incessant noise. And you, your dark hair holding  the light, watching the constellations align.

           Yours, through all that world,

                                   M