Option One Can You Picture That?

- Enough of Love, by Little Wing
- It’s Not What It Looks Like, by James Steerforth
- Bang! Bang!, by Bobbi
- He Was Nice, by The Light Bearer
Option Two Poetry
If I did have an honest — or dishonest — desire to kiss just one or two people, I might — but I couldn’t want to — my mouth is yours.
~Zelda Fitzgerald (in a love letter to F. Scott Fitzgerald)
- Others, by Ofira Sephiroth
- L’Agent Provacateur, by Carl Colaco
- Vessel, by Rob Kistner
- My Life-Saver, by Bobbi
- Empty Words, by Melanie
Option Three:Fiction
What can I tell you by letter? Alas! nothing that I would tell you. The messages of the gods to each other travel not by pen and ink and indeed your bodily presence here would not make you more real: for I feel your fingers in my hair, and your cheek brushing mine. The air is full of the music of your voice, my soul and body seem no longer mine, but mingled in some exquisite ecstasy with yours. I feel incomplete without you.
~Oscar Wilde (in a letter to Constance Wilde)
- Sending You a Piece of My Heart, by Amercanising Desi
- The Consequences, by Jenn
Option Four: Timed Writing
…should I draw you the picture of my heart it would be what I hope you would still love though it contained nothing new. The early possession you obtained there, and the absolute power you have obtained over it,leaves not the smallest space unoccupied..
~Abigail Adams (in a letter to John Adams)
- For Fuzzy: A Picture of My Heart, by Melissa A. Bartell
- Picture of My Heart, by Becca
- My Yellow Heart, by Jessie
- Finger Paints, by sister AE
- Eat Your Heart Out, by Floreta
- The Picture of My Heart, by James Steerforth
- My Heart, by Bobbi
- A Picture of My Heart, by The Light Bearer
Option Five: Seven Things
I don’t like it at all. All the Chairs are staring at me in the most frightful way — And there is a Lady on the Mantel piece who has taken a Great objection to me — and I’m awfully scared —
This is no place for a person with a nice cheerful disposition like me — it looks like those parlors in the Novels where they plot things –
~Isadora Duncan (in a letter to Gordon Craig)
- 7 Unromantic Places We’ve Kissed, by Bobbi
Option Six: Pick Three
Do not imagine, because you find these lines in your journal that I have been trespassing. You know I have not – and where else shall I leave a love letter? For I long to write you a love-letter tonight.
You are all about me – I seem to breathe you, hear you, feel you in me and of me.
What am I doing here? You are away. I have seen you in the train, at the station, driving up, sitting in the lamplight, talking, greeting people, washing your hands… And I am here – in your tent – sitting at your table.
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~Katherine Mansfield (in a letter to John Middleton Murray)
- Untangling the Past, by Jane Doe
- Good Things Come in Pairs, by Annie McLennon
- Ex-Varsity, by Tiel Aisha Ansari
- Love Letter, by Tamy
- Rants, by Jeeves
- Unwritten Loveletter, by Leonard Blumfeld
- Dearest Love, by Becca
- On Peace, by This Girl Remembers
- Love Letters, by Janet
- Dear, by Dreamer
Thank you all for your comments and participation, your words of condolence, and your understanding. Welcome to the new folks: Melanie, Dreamer, The Light Bringer, Floreta, and anyone else I’ve missed.

option two
http://utopianfragments.wordpress.com/2009/01/06/letter-to-my-mother/