the joy that wounds...

You try to be faithful
And sometimes you’re cruel.
You are mine. Then, you leave.
Without you, I can’t cope.
And when you take the lead,
I become your footstep.
Your absence leaves a void.
Without you, I can’t cope.
You have disturbed my sleep,
You have wrecked my image.
You have set me apart.
Without you, I can’t cope.” 
Rumi, Love: The Joy That Wounds: The Love Poems of Rumi
Lara Stone by Paolo Roversi

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