Love Letters Returned

I write him everyday
Words that say
How much I love and adore him
In so many ways
I lick a stamp
Seal an envelope
Leave my aroma
And lip print
So he's sure to get
My essence
Transatlantic
I don't inspire him
I write him everyday
Dying the paper
With ribbons of life
Yet drops of blood
Touch him not
My heart is on the brink
Of explosion
From working to hard
His disdain is giving my poetry
A literary blood clot
I don't inspire him yet
I write him everyday
Love letters marked return to sender
No such address