The flood-tide
of my soul
is more than universe
can contain
The pounding
heart of rhythm
drowns the sound
of star-rain
In universe
tonight there is
no vessel
that can stand
the strain
Yet you
hold my soul firmly
in your hand.
How is it that
woman be a
fit vessel
to hold a man?
Is there not
in universe
a secret
that she alone
understands?
I think it best
we do not know
so,
touch soul unknown
a moment
to fill the
dark vessel
while universe
crouches forward
to face void
you must
seize courage
and the
spiritual hold
that brings
to you
my soul
my love.
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