Love Poem by Summer Dawn Pond

Love



Thirst
Drink
Destitution
Reparation
Loneliness
Love
Desperation
Comfort
passing
all
understanding

You've been told
that the greatest of these
is love.

I just need yours.
Wash over me.
Accompany me.
Be there for me,
with me.
To me, oh to me,
you are the greatest of them all.

Love.

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