She’s the One



She is the one who took it all from me,

And then gave it back.

I thought I knew where my heart was,

But it was only desire.


She is the one with the real love,

One which could not have been placed by Aristotle,

Or someone just seeking the inner good.

It was of another source, known to me, but as yet unfelt.


But now I know from whence it came. And stayed.