My Other Spirit Poem by Edmund Calleja

(Every poet loves two women; the one is the creation
of his imagination and the other is his beloved) .

My Other Spirit walks with me
In illusions of my dreams,
Where her silent love is present
But is never what it seems.

She has been inside of me
Ever there and by my side,
In my heart and in my soul
When I’m happy or I cried.

She’s the summer of my Love
Where the sky is always blue,
She’s the autumn of my Sorrow
When I’m sad and missing you.

She has been my adulation
All those times I wept alone,
Where true love is only reaped
From affection you have sown.

My Other Spirit talks to me
As it murmurs in my ears,
It will hold me in her arms
And will part me from my fears.

She will give me what I long for
And will warm me with devotion,
She will stimulate our love
And will stir us with emotion.