Oh, My Beloved
I became empty only to be filled
with you fragrance
-my body became your tool
-my soul your light
-my mind your temple
Only love, only love
can make me free.
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Only love, only love can make me free. vivid void in heart longs to belong love when clouds blankets shrine of joy fragrance dissipates in room of repose as resonance falters to follow deep red, most passionate write,