You

You fill me,
You occupy everything in me:
The blood, the breath,
and, as you can see,
even the words,
and thoughts......

You are the warmth in my blood,
the rhythm of my breath,
my words are you,
you are the origin and infinite of my thoughts,
you are, now, my soul.....

Oh dear!
I thrive on nourishment of your love.....

Never stop loving me,
for, without your love
I will be a void, like a stone:
cold, mute, finite, soulless,
full of only itself,
and seemingly, forever....

-Pulastya