Mine ArdourA Poem by LeahWhy does my Beloved not yearn for me? Why does my Beloved not ask for me? Why does my beloved not burn for me? Questions of unworthiness; Insatiable obsession, never depart from me; Creation for Creator, never otherwise; He is the One, the very Blood that courses through; He is the one, the very Air that Lives; He is the One, Possession of this carcass; He is the One, Essence of this tool; He is the One, Reality of Truth; He is the One, Soul-Mate and Suitor of mine alone. -
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1 Review Added on July 23, 2009 AuthorLeahSingaporeAboutOther sites: http://embryonicpith.deviantart.com/ http://www.facebook.com/embryonic.pith (Temporarily de-activated) " We are the music makers, And we are the dreamers of dreams, Wandering b.. more..Writing
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