Love and Devotion

Love for me is an endless well,

It pours and pours and never stops.

It finds itself again, whenever it is lost.

It is involuntary.

I have to struggle not to love.

But, devotion...

Devotion?

I had never known the meaning of the word,

I had never understood,

Felt,

Known and bled,

But, you?

You, My Dear,

You swallowed the sun.

And I love them all, but you...

You are more than love.

You are more than a well,

You are an ocean.

You are every ocean.

You eclipse every other ounce of love

And drown me in something new.

Devotion:

A foreign concept and a love I could never understand

Without You.

You are my Black Star.

I am devoted to you.