Epistolary

What you named, you must have loved 
enough to name: to press onto the form,

a languaged version of the form which then
you can write in flowing script across the top

of a postcard, or fold into a letter— Letter
being both the name of the missive addressed

to the one whose name you love because you also
love the person, as well as the name of the inked 

units making up the name. Copper or midnight
blue, liquid black, lay the letters down so their tails 

scroll into each other. Hope that when you release it
in the mail, it finds its destination; that the letters

don't run, that the writing's legible, that the one
you're writing to is still there when it arrives.