Sipping: a poem about a choice

Sipping

You are a vibrant soul
and answer my soul’s calling
as water answers thirst.

I sip you, frightened
to indulge my yearning throat
for you are poison –

Sweet, sweet honey poison too!
This benediction on my deepest life,
it blights my better self.

Yet blight and blessing as you are
I am enmeshed within you
and have been so

Since time was timeless,
For before this separation of our souls
our fusion was complete.

And so I sip you
for to drink deep would be to drown
those other loves I hold.

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About Sheila

Writer of fiction and non-fiction, Christian, Methodist, and cat lover. Co founder of publishing house, Colourpoint Books, now Colourpoint Creative Ltd. Northern Ireland
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