Tuesday, January 12, 2010

Entry #165

A Love Letter
by Betty Gordon


My love, the skies are dark and quiet signaling a halt to fighting—at least for now. How I wish I could hold you close, feel your heart beat against my chest, run my hands along your satiny skin, breathe in your jasmine aroma, hear your gasps of joy after lovemaking.

I pray for peace in this foreign land, peace for humanity, peace for our future.

As I sit in this dismal hovel writing by the light of my cigarette lighter, our shared code, Silhouette, sustains me. I’m thankful we saw the beautiful eagle from the mountaintop in Colorado—a harmonious flight proclaiming freedom. Making our way down the trail, we caught brief glimpses of his shadow against the dusky sky as he glided over tree branches looking for respite. The fragrance of the stalwart pines still lingers in my nostrils sadly colliding with the pungent odors around me now. The eagle’s gracefulness and your beauty remind me of the goodness in the world and what we’re fighting for.

I close with a kiss on your sweet lips and a prayer for the gifts of ‘Silhouette.’

16 comments:

Laurel said...

I like the snapshot of the memory. Is he kissing a photo? (I came away with the impression the MC was male based on the "jasmine" reference.))

laughingwolf said...

very alaza
well crafted, betty...

laughingwolf said...

sorry... alaza is the word verif :(

how it got there, i dunno...

Aniket said...

A very sweet message. Beautifully told.

Oh and love your name btw. Betty Cooper and Flash Gordon sparked in my mind. Two of my favourite characters. :)

Bernita said...

Touching.
Has a WW2 Far East feel to it.
Can't help but think though, that military censors would never let a letter pass with the word "code" in it!

catvibe said...

Wow, chills all over reading this. I'm glad you wrote this, I hold the same prayer as your soldier here. It seems like the current wars have just disappeared off the radar. This piece reminds me that we ARE at war, and the hearts that are fighting and here at home are real and suffering. A lovely lovely piece, if not bittersweet.

lena said...

A very sweet and touching piece. Beautifully written.

Craig said...

I like the play on the other senses.

Deb Smythe said...

A lovely portrayal of hope in the face of war.

pjd said...

What Cat said.

Kartik said...

Bittersweet .. make love not war!

JaneyV said...

It's a good thing you did - reminding us of all the lovers separated by war cherishing perfect memories to get them through the horror until they get home.

Beautiful.

James R. Tomlinson said...

I'd like to know more about their surroundings, what they're fighting for. Nice setting.

Preeti said...

Very beautiful. Loaded with sentiments.

Made me think of all those soldiers who remain away from loved ones... hanging on to memories...and from them deriving strength and a will to survive...

Liked.

Aerin said...



my caveat

Something I Would Keep

the stalwart pines of Colorado -yay for Colorado!

Something I Might Tweak

The sentence "the eagle's gracefulness" seems clunky amid the rest of the conversational tone.

Chris Eldin said...

So sweet and romantic!