a letter

Dear Mr. Hughes,

I am not black,
but I know that you love me.
I have never met you,
but I know we are friends.
I do not need to meet you,
or touch your ebony skin.
I read your words, and
I feel you.
I listen to your stories, and
they speak to me.
We have never met, but
I can hear your voice.
Soft and sweet,
you speak to me
telling me everything's going to be all right.
Your words are encouraging
telling me to write
from my heart.
I feel you next to me, and
I know that you are smiling.
I am not black,
but I know that you love me.

Mr. Hughes, you are unconditional.