Of Love, For Love

My love,as sweetness I tasted you,as softness I heard you,as passion I felt you,as suchness I beheld you. Now here I ambut with-out you. where is that sweetness I tasted?where is that softness I heard?where is that passion I felt?where is that suchness I beheld? How could this be,your presence marked by absence,a contradiction in … More Of Love, For Love