Love And Solitude
love and solitude
are my constant shadows
they follow me everywhere I go
and during my sleep
they are close to me
protecting me
I am made of flames
the flames of my passions and desires
my life is made of lust
and love is devouring me
my heart is reduced to a heap of ashes
as soon as the night envelops me
beneath the starry sky
may my poetry caress your soul
because it is the only way I can touch you for now
may my words be sweet whispers for your ears
I want to be your only obsession
without my madness, there wouldn’t be my poetry
I love this silent game we are playing
Who knows what will happen
right now, only the stars can know more than us.
Esther Elizabeth Racah
