Missive in the form of a hair
pulled from my sweater while
thinking of her.
I thought about adding more, but I decided that I like it how it is. It's simply a suggestion, not really stating what the message of the hair is, suggesting that the chance falling of a hair onto a sweater has taken on some significance to the poet, but not being explicit about what that significance is. Bah, or it's all crap. Anyway, that's the poem, and I'm not adding any more to it.
