Even when there is no paper left and we scratch our thoughts into blackened scrap steel upon a junkyard Earth with the remnants of televisions and Digital Versatile Disc players, we will be writing love poetry. Everyone who has spent a night alone possessed with the image, the sound, the breath, of a missing loved one has thought in lines of accidentally exquisite poetry. Most of it is so fumbling and absurdly passionate that we hide it from all but our singular loved one and sometimes even from them too (courtly lovers were big fans of this). Many have written this down none the less. Many more have just seized the words of others in poetry and song and scribbled them in inky gestures of love. What is the letter for if not to create a written compendium of desires for the one who is not there. Especially in the age of the email, perhaps these love letters are all that circulate apart from bank statements, tax demands and "Congratulations, you have won a free inflatable giraffe" leaflets. If you could only halt all these letters for just a moment and borrow their words for your own loved one... well, you might find some poems like these: