This feeling of darkness <br />encircled by bright light <br />I hold the swaying image <br />I wait for it to unfold. <br /> <br />My gaze is exhausted <br />Does not hold a thing anymore <br />I am blinded <br />my will numbed. <br /> <br />In my effort to grasp it <br />I am but grasped by it <br />For I cannot say <br />Love is in my heart <br />But rather I am in the heart of love. <br /> <br />It shakes me to my core <br />it breaks me to pieces <br />when I am not me anymore <br />he gathers me unto himself <br /> <br />I cling to it.<br /><br />aida melesse<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/hidden-86/
