Thine mouth of knowledge
Pour yourself through me,
Inside and out,
Your rapture intoxicates my veins,
So that only you occupy my mind;
I hear your voice
Concisely and follow
Your words
Fluidly;
Thine erudition
Erupts any previous
Sensible conception of life,
I dwell in the endless possibility
You have exposed to my intellect,
I cry tears of thanks
Only to you
Beloved truth,
The reason I exist at all.
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