Love Letter

i unfolded his letter,

his toddler handwriting

blind vigorous eyes,

those ink-blotted words

are like accidental pies.

they could’ve been better,

others would say.

⠀⠀⠀
to me,

his fingertips swooned

a little too tipsy

and his words trapped

an air full of perfume.

i love it all,

i want it all,

but i folded the letter anyway.

⠀⠀⠀
i created creases

to each edge, side and center

streaks of lines increases

when i made a paper plane.

after loads of papercuts,

off the plane, it goes.

soon, it will be gone,

but those folds

won’t go away.

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