The Ego’s Death

Drowning in Your love,

I died a thousand deaths.

Killing this self,

You raised me to ultimate bliss.

I could talk about You in awe throughout ‘my’ life,

For minutes, hours and days, but Beloved;

Words would keep failing me,

For You are so much more than this.

Categories: Poetry

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