You Drank To Your Fill

You arrived panting

for water

to the eternal Ocean of Love

yes, Her.

nursed like an enfant

beyond the prescribed period

merely out of mercy

Rahma

you drank to your fill

thirst no more

how you left

like an ingrate

tells an ocean worth

of the womb story

you lament to every heart

seeking home

which shall NOT be found

until you truly love

only then will

both womb and bosom

embrace you

my child

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