Thirst your soul
I thirst your soul
Desire your love
The treasure I see
Will quench the depth
in me
Desire your love
The treasure I see
Will quench the depth
in me
Thirst your soul
dahlusion commented on Thirst your soul
03-09-2009
A poem begins as a lump in the throat, a sense of wrong, a homesickness, a lovesickness. It finds the thought and the thought finds the words.
Robert Frost (1875-1963) American Poet.
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