Before my heart loved you, my soul sought after you.
Searching all manner of idolatry, but finding only apathy.
In pursuance of a soaring desire for devotedness,
yet only encountering disloyalty disguised as passion.
All wreaking carnage on an innocent pneuma,
Believing that all was lost and love a mere chimera,
I became a torpid recluse walking through a sunless life.
Feeling a drought in my heart with no oasis in view.
A thirst for survival and a longing to drink at the well of desire.
Our love now could fill an ocean and still overflow.
Your gently sweetness never tidal but ever constant.
Your absence leaves words hanging, waiting for your return,
Yet waiting is a sweet joy, anticipation of dreams fulfilled
and knowing that my heart will evermore be filled with love.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
My soul sought after you! ! Thanks for sharing this poem with us.
Thank you for your kind comments - much appreciated xx Lodigiana