My Beloved

Let Thy words be my command.
Thou art mine indeed.
Thou wite my story.
As I string words bead by bead.
I know not if Thou art my creation or am I thine.
There is no longer Thee and me.
All that remains is Thee in me.
With love to poetry.

 

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