Nothing but love
Keeps me here;
Static and still,
Immobile.
Nothing but love
Looms before;
My future transfixed,
On empty hope.
Nothing but love
Fills these thoughts,
Of cluttered fear,
Polluting mind and dreams.
Nothing but love
Can diminish so:
To leave one's joy
Forevermore.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
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