Poetry · Love
War Against the End
Dear Calista
Even as a knife is driven into my heart, and the blood poured forth like a geyser,
your Love would keep me warm.
I would wage war against death to see you again.
This world can't conceptualize the depth of my love for you, Neither can I…
Only God knows, as He knows my thoughts and searched my depths.
Yet I have no doubt, that if we saw my heart, we would see a reflection of you.
Devotion · Mortality · Sacrifice
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