LOVE NOTES' TRAVELS WEST

SOMEONE IS SENDING A LOVE NOTES'

It travels west. . .

My Dear God of Love:

The kiss was blown from the north,
but its travels will be to the west.
For in the commute my love is
stationed there in the west.
The Unity
will unite ours lips and will marry us
from the east when you return with
clouds.
--MIISRAEL
WINNIESPOETRY LOVENOTESNov2016Copyrigted.