Love Uncontained Love Unfulfilled Poem by RIC BASTASA

You must know him more
I sent you his name the place where he
Used to live the journals he wrote
His philosophy his religion
His one and only love
He left her
For the melancholy he never fully understood
The doubts he had in his mind
Coiling like a snake around his neck
His body the faith he claims he has
Love uncontained love unfulfilled
Not totally wasted but made him
Live the years without her
Then she came back sat beside him
And died

His name was soren, she was regine.
Today his name is mine, she must know.