I believed in the laws of physics before I met you
before sixty minutes started being twenty
before two and a half hours in the palm of your hand
didn't pass at all, just wasn't there.
I believed in my own ability to do the right thing
before you were the wrong thing and oh,
it's easy to do the right thing when the wrong thing
isn't everything you ever wanted,
I believed in no Gods before I worshipped you
and the only poems that longed the way I longed
were Mira Bai's paeans to Lord Krishna
and David's psalms of pleading with his God.
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nice
This was so profound and stunningly beautiful! Loved your poem!