Sonnet 23

[ehowton]

Shed of ego, of want, of desire
I supplicated before you; knelt
My heart was no longer burning fire
Dissipated, all those things I had felt

The joy of our past ease of conversing
The peace of our old friendship was anew
Back to familiar banter traversing
I could finally look and see only you

Devoid of longing, and of wanton lust
You stood before me as you always have
An object I craved no longer a must
Seeing you as you was a healing salve

And I loved you deeper than e'er before
For all the right reasons forevermore