I must not think
I must not think of you
I am addicted to thought
And it is to my detriment
To know the love I feel
Must satisfy my mind
I must not think
But allow my soul refined
To lead the way
To observe and learn
A careful watcher be
I must find the truth that lies
In sufficiency of me
The thought it will destroy
The beauty of our love
I will search for peace inside
And quiet calls from mourning doves who
Fly around their cage of thought
Of thinking all the time
The voices, dialogue incessant
But no discourse held there is mine
Their role to probe and analyse
To create a voluble despair
To feed the ego and its minions
Who present false answers there
To think it is infatuation
When love the subject true
To think betrays the earnest feeling
I hold deep inside for you.