Poetry: Better a Famine With Love
Famine With Love
Better a famine with love
Than feast with hatred therewith
I wouldn't exchange you with all
Your poverty for a queen with
All her luxuries.
I'd rather have my tongue pulled
Out of my mouth than let another
I need the comfort of your nearness
You are the only one who can relieve
Me of the fire inside me.
How can my body betray me so!
My soul was thirsty
Forbidden to drink
My heart famished
And never to be fed
When your love tender
Opened the door of
My soul's cell and
Awakened my desires from long coma
I drank from your river of pleasure
I was dazed with happiness
My face lit-up as with an inner fire.
A loving heart showed itself upon
A loving face; communicating its
Message through to my spirit
Irrespective of our cumbrous bodies
The greatest joy of my life.
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