Epistle of Amore: Every Cell a Vessel of Longing

I've sent a letter, can you feel it now?
The words I wrote, imbued with every cell
Of my being, each one penned with tender love
And sealed with the last beats of my heart
For you alone, my dearest, gentle hug
And every kiss that I hope you'll feel.

My longing for you, can you sense and feel?
Each word I chose with utmost care, not now
But in moments when I needed your hug
The most. My pen danced with every cell
Of my body, pouring out my heart
Into the lines of this missive, with love.

Oh, how I wish that you could see my love
In every curve of letter, every feel
Of paper between your fingers, my heart
Entwined with every word, right here and now.
I've laid myself bare, exposed every cell
Of my longing, for you to wrap me in a hug.

The warmth I feel within each gentle hug
I send, hoping to express my love
For you, in a language only we can now
Understand. I hope you can feel
The weight of every word, how each cell
Of my being yearns for you, my heart.

And as I write, my heart skips a beat
For fear that you may not feel my hug
Or understand the passion of each cell
Of my being, so brimming with love.
But even now, I hope you can feel
The depths of emotion, the beat of my heart.

I hope you've felt my love in every part
Of this letter, and now you'll feel my hug
Across the miles, each cell reaching for your heart.

For you are missed, my love, missed so much
My heart aches for your touch, your gentle hug
But until then, I pour my soul into every cell
Of this letter, hoping you can feel it now.

With each word, I try to convey my heart
To you, to show you the depths of my love.
I hope you've received my letter by now,
And can feel how I laid out every cell in my body,
Deep within my words, sealed with the last beats of my heart
That were for you. Please, feel the warmth in them.
For you are missed, my love, missed so much,
And every tender hug and gentle kiss I send,
A testament to the boundless potential of love,
And the power and beauty of poetic expression.

My words are but a vessel, an expression of love
That transcends the barriers of time and space,
Reaching out to touch you with each hug
And to fill your heart with each written trace.
For every letter that I've written, every cell
That I've poured out, was meant for you alone.
To let you know that you are missed, and that I feel
The longing in my heart, deep down to the bone.
And though we may be apart, I hope you feel
The strength of my love, the warmth of every kiss.

For in each moment, my heart beats for you,
And every word I write is a testament to
The beauty and power of love, unbounded and true.
So, my dearest, know that you are missed,
And that every cell in my body, every part
Of my being, aches to hold you close and hug
You tightly, and to never let you go, my love.

And so I send this letter out, with every hug
And every kiss, hoping that you'll feel my love,
And that it will reach you wherever you are now.
For even though we may be apart, every cell
Of my body longs for you, my heart
Aching with the thought of how much you're missed.

And as I end this Sestina, I hope you can feel
The depth of my emotion, every cell in my body
Yearning for your touch, your tender hug.
For you are missed, my love, missed so much,
And every word I've written, every part
Of this letter, a testament to the power of love.












The poem is part of a full version found in the book "Homo Sapiens" Part XVI, written by Mawphniang Napoleon. This book is part of the popular "Homo Sapiens" book series, which can be purchased online at various online bookstores, such as Amazon. The book is available for purchase for those who are interested in reading the complete version of the poem. Remember to get all the books from the "Homo Sapiens" series, as well as other books by the same author.

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Khublei Shihajar Nguh,
Dhanewad
Thank you