#WritcoPoemPrompt121
Your notes,
Are the only things I have,
The words are like melodies that float(s),
But the letters sometimes misbehave.

In their mischievous dance, a story unfolds,
Where love's secrets are whispered and told.
The letters, like wild spirits, roam free,
Adding a touch of whimsy to each decree.

Though they may wander, unguided and free,
They bring a unique charm to you and me.
For even in chaos, our connection remains,
A testament to love's unbreakable chains.

Through the twists and turns of each line,
We find a cadence, a rhythm so fine.
The misbehaving letters, like playful sprites,
Add character and flair to love's endless nights.

So let them dance, these spirited letters,
Creating a symphony, where love unfetters.
For in their misbehavior, they bring delight,
A reminder that love can be a joyful fight.

Your notes, my dear, are a treasure to keep,
With melodies that soothe, a love so deep.
And though the letters may occasionally roam,
Our love story persists, finding its way home.

© bitter_sweeett_