Your constant presence
Shatters my defences,
As washed up on your shore,
A thousand tiny pieces come together,
And ten thousand years of searching,
Of dirt and dust and emptiness,
And what was broken,
And what was lost,
My sweet soul companion,
‘Till this day I had never eaten,
Nor drunk, nor slept, nor breathed.
And now I understand.
And now I believe.