Stay With Me Poem by Desmond Okon

My world is wrecked, my flaw!
I need thee to bring it back up.
How will I quench this flame and preserve thy flame?
How will I sieve the embers from the ashes?
The embers of love ye gave.
Scribbled on ash's grave.

My eyes are empty, my strength is drained,
My heart bleeds for me and yearns for thee.
If ye choose shut to the door at me,
I'll always love and think of thee in the cold hands of celibacy...