A Deep, Deep Love Poem by Sandra Feldman

Poetry, look at me,
We've been friends, lovers for so long,
Was our love-life something wrong?
To desire with such fire,
All a poem can prolong.

Life is nonsense without substance,
If some good you can't perform,
I have loved you with my conscience,
And the passion of a Storm.

Poetry, beloved Fountain,
Of my Life, you are my home,
And my Country and my Mountain,
And my ever reaching Dome,
You're the Ocean of my motion,
Where forever I shall roam,
With this Love that is Devotion,
I shall never be alone.