I wrote a letter
I wrote in blue ink
the color of oceans
in the early morning.
Years passed.
I painted a daydream
a river with sailing boats
the picture of dusk
with the dimming light of solitude
You appeared in a midnight dream
to lit the candle
a whisper, an acquainted smile
the inner world filled
with love, unaccustomed love
the novel love
the picture of twilight
- Don Susil Premaratne
Ottawa ON, Canada
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