She is my food, she is my substance
I was made by her light and still love her
she gave me glories, never seen before
she touched me with a pure gentle caress

I would be nothing without her honoured touch
and I can not live without her
so I kneel to her everyday, and say
Oh sweet glory to you my love poetry

Without her kindness to me
without my faith in her
I would starve to death
for she is my food

By Christos Andreas Kourtis aka NeonSolaris

By NeonSolaris

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