Thursday, August 16, 2012

Too feeble a word

Fill my heart to the brim
With your frothy syrupy sweetness
You pour into me as effortlessly as milk
Into bitter black coffee
You swirl around my soul
Plundering the dregs of resentment and hurt
Bringing your light to my darkness
As I wonder why do people change?
And why can't everything stay the same?
But then I remember you
Ever constant, ever faithful
Ever there…
And Love is too feeble a word
For all the surges, plunders, and tumults
Within me for you.

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