My soulmate is my life; all that I live for. I get up in the morning for Her, I write verse- carrying on a one-sided conversation- for Her. She is my passion, my partner, my wife, my muse, my best friend, the love of my life, the object of The Eyes of My Heart.
Saturday, July 24, 2010
Love Flows
love flows
from my fissured heart,
scarlet rivulets and dribbling deltas.
love flows,
sipped for lonely hours
from hamlet's suicidal skull.
love flows-
my soul weeps
tears of fecund emotion.
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