The Name

By what name should I call you?
Which, indeed, is your true name?
Why, by a mere vision of you,
have I begot my heart insane?

Strange energies fill my body; 
taking with them my total mind, 
leaving me as an idol alive:
an artefact of light unsigned.

I have not light, nor sight indeed,
to see your form or say your name.
I do not have the might to be
able to pronounce your name.

I will not taste your name again, 
the million syllables of wine.
In simple silence will I dwell 
to forget your name.


~ by Bombadil on November 8, 2008.

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