Wednesday, 19 December 2018

Love Poem #12

I would be your slave
Till you rest in your grave
Kneel before you
Know when to pray

It is your heart that starts
And winds me up this way
Not so inclusive
The feeling's exclusive

I pull apart the pieces
Based on what you say
I'd believe in Jesus
If you led the way

If it would only please us
That something redeem us
A hand to hold
To secure me when I’m old

How do I wake?
Alone and so cold!
Defend my own ears
From ever being told

Any of the wrong things
It’s what you might say!
Hope can linger
As I live for the day

Never do I find you
Though I try to be whole
If love burns inside
I would cherish your soul

Give me one chance
It’s all that I need
I’ll make an impression
That you won’t believe










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