Too much
love, I
River, am I
Surging with springs
that seas seek
Too generous
giver, I
Love does not
kneel to drink
a drop of me
Feet, his
turning into desert places
dry him, barren
not even able to
naturally support
cultivations of 'ME'
...devoid I am not...
Less shadows,
Dew and rain - reft
...stars and comets
stare down with
sharpened faces
from heavens pitiless/ly
blue
...and at midnight sick with
faring
stoop down in his own desire
to quench the thirst
grown past all bearing
Stagnant water
searing as
fire
...dry as hell
(c) 2001 SOULOFASISTA
love, I
River, am I
Surging with springs
that seas seek
Too generous
giver, I
Love does not
kneel to drink
a drop of me
Feet, his
turning into desert places
dry him, barren
not even able to
naturally support
cultivations of 'ME'
...devoid I am not...
Less shadows,
Dew and rain - reft
...stars and comets
stare down with
sharpened faces
from heavens pitiless/ly
blue
...and at midnight sick with
faring
stoop down in his own desire
to quench the thirst
grown past all bearing
Stagnant water
searing as
fire
...dry as hell
(c) 2001 SOULOFASISTA