My Soul...
Was empty all these years
Knew no One, nothing but tears
Barren, devoid of feeling, no veneer
My Soul...
Enveloped by hope in the One
Desperately searching, I'm finally done
She doesn't exist, no, there is None
My Soul...
Then one day She was there
Her soul naked, exposed and bare
In an instant, I loved her, I could only stare
My Soul...
Then in a blink she was no more
Was it a dream, downtrodden my tears pour
I know it's real, the pain immeasurable, penetrating to the core
My Soul...
Crying out for the One just to hear
Come to me my special One, you need not fear
I'll love you forever and ever, my love, my dear
Don Dama
http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/my-soul-67/
