The words.
All but gone for a week or so.
What do you think?
I think it was the snowstorm that took them.
Which is why you’re reading this now
Have they come by?
Please don’t answer that some
things can be said, and others cannot
like, for instance, my love,
which surely’s escaped too,
to track them down,
lead them back.
I don’t believe any of that
nonsense
because, love, I saw you today.
You in the window of the post office downtown
reading this,
and the words my love brought back
to the smile on your face.