The Eater 8/26/09 Poem by Sans Serif

The Eater 8/26/09



I wander the world
A lonely soul
Feeding on emotions
Of love,
When upon
One night
I came across
An empty room,
Filled with naught
But two souls
Entwined in each
Others arms.
The force of emotion
The feast beforeme,
How could two love
So much.
I could not take
It all in.
Their words, their stares,
Such love could not
Exist,
But in my dying
Moment's I
Witnessed What true love
Is.

COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Stephen Stirk 27 August 2009

Very deep and poignant piece. Much enjoyed Best Steve

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