The Scarlet Letter

The winkled yellow page
Torn out on the sides
The ink blot
Denote the dry tear stains
Her lips curl…
Into a smile
Her pupils expand
And emote a sigh
She would hold her breath
Her body would stiff
Her hands would give away
They would shiver…
As it held a scarlet letter.
.
Love become hatred
Happiness befall sadness
Fear evolve anxiety
Are the shades of emotions
That mirror on her face
She would chide herself
Her resplendent expression
Would turn crimson
Her cheeks would blush
Sometimes her ears turn red
Sometimes her eyes would hold tears
Sometimes her hair would fall
Covering the scarlet letter.
.
Days had bygone
Months had past
Years had departed
The letters had faded with time
But she had memorized
Every letter by letter
Every word by word
Every sentence by sentence
By heart
Different meaning…
Would be conveyed
With the passion she read
The scarlet letter.
.
She had not known to read
She had not known to write
She would hear…
The magic of verse
The resonance of his voice
As if he had read it out
For her
His laughter echoing
His eyes smiling
Reflected in the spell of time
She would search…
Recognize his name
Engraved on the scarlet letter.
.
The promise…
Had forgotten the meaning of words
Had elapsed the importance of time
But not the sense of love
For she would be waiting.