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What Love
I want to be poured out
whatever vessel leads from the soul
all tatters and gold
like dew in the morning sun
But I wish to not disappear

Be my thirst
I will be your rain
You be the first
Inside you I remain

Catch my dew
and I will have purpose
Hold it precious
and my soul is within you

Parting will come
but I'll not have lived for nothing
if by grace you receive me
I will give continuously

Love is a nothing
that lives to be something
without it I am hollow
with it I am whole

© Jesse Selin