Poem "Beloved"

Let the Beloved be a hat pulled down firmly on my head.
You opened my heart's door, sat down inside.
Who else is there but you that I should seek?
When my love cries out, they turn away.
Don't shut me out. Beyond you there's no way.
I am not this hair,
I am not this skin,
I am the soul that lives within.
Don't ask what love can make or do
Look at the colours of the world.

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