Friday, 25 March 2011
What was in that bright candlelight
that took my heart and burned it so completely?
Come friend, come quickly
nothing could heal me but your sweetness
and this glorious love.
I remember a dawn when my heart
got tied in a lock of your hair.
My soul heard something from your soul
my heart drank from your spring
I drowned and the flood swept me.
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