Elizabeth who is a nurse during World War II writes the man she loves. They were childhood sweethearts and the war tore them apart. I hope you enjoy.
My dearest love, keeper of my heart,
There is the scent of rain once it has fallen
onto the leaves of ancient giants.
Teardrops of the angels who are crying
for two lovers hearts.
Endlessly now, there are silent whispers
and callings of two hearts gripped and torn apart.
Swiftly now comes morning's first spears of light.
In the distance I hear the echoes of two others
who endlessly did write
of unbridled passion and sweet romance.
They too had seen the glory,
felt the mystic powers of those feelings.
How I wish, we were not worlds apart, you and I.
The distance which separates us is too great.
You have reached a plain of realization
which at this time eludes me.
My precious lover, keeper of this soul,
I implore you please wait for me.
Stay there where you are and await my coming.
It is what my heart desires above all else,
that we be together there in a special place.
The sanctuary we will build and fortify with
our deep caring and respect for one another.
I know these things in my truest heart.
Time may slowly eat away at our lives,
yet our spirits will live forever.
It is so desolate here without you.
Minutes, hours, and days are a plague to endure.
Pray shelter my thoughts, there where you are
safe in the place you have prepared for me
deep within your heart.
It is you and only you who holds my affections.
You are all which I could ever want or need.
It is the thought of you which helps me
to survive the insanity of the world.
Please wait for me I love you.