Come Not Into My Soul

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Come not into my soul,
You are not whom I love!
For even out of that
My heart will surely perish.

When my soul is bursting
As a fiery bolt ablaze,
My heart in fevered embrace!
Through my furious bleeding;
Come not near unto my soul,
You are not whom I love!

Do not you touch my soul,
You are not whom I love!
Worn is the heart with want
Where my bursting bruised it.
Breathe-in not that blue fire,

Do not lean you upon my soul;
You are not whom I love -
Which now with my languor rests,
Lest from out of my bleeding
My fevered heart perish.







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by Frederick Kesner

Comments (3)

thats a good poem it made me feel about someone i loved which ended up like a jerk to me it makes me feel relieved u should be proud of it
beautiful poem, i read it about 7 times.
This is so poignant that it made me cry.