Poem

[tholetas]

I have a Lover, and his name is Learn
He is my Other
The Angel of the well, the One
towards which the ever deepening
Soul doth yearn.

When I'm without him Oh how I wasteful burn
But once inside him
My darkness turns to day
So deep inside him
Oh Angel of the well,
I beg thee, stay!

Comments

[obonic]

Beautiful poem :)

[qulsopher]

Exquisite!

[qulsopher]

I wonder is it he that leaves? Or we?