My dear Sir Novellett
It is I, your beloveth, Ms. Poem
Here to scribe everlasting lines for you
While in route to the garden
Where I first let my soft edges flutter
In the late afternoon breeze
In the hope that you would notice me
I began to recount our first encounter
Thinking back on my first words to you
Explaining how poetically I was lost
In the wilderness surrounded by darkness
And you flashed that gentle smile and said
Come take my hand, let me lead you to the light
Come with me, love, together let us write
If it were not for you my poetic Love
I don't know if I would have picked up my pen again
For this reason and many more
I am indeed your Ms Poem aka TotalView
Loving you unconditionally forever more.
All my words,
Ms Poem
(smile)