The Letter

With each word I drift away
into a new world and a brighter day.

With these liberating moments I'm rid
of this place. 
Lost in my thoughts where we are always
face to face.

In this regretful existence each of your
words are a solace.
You have me counting days, I'll have you 
I promise.

The syntax of your scriptures always fills
this cell with light.
You bring a peace to this forlorn night.

The words dry the letter draws to its end.
I'm left with only hope, hope this connection,
through these walls transcend.