The question of unconditional love:
You have captured my heart in space - suspended above the place where we sit
You look at me with eyes so intent on knowing
Still the question stands
Will this regard be fleeting?
I know what I look like naked - but you can only use your imagination
When you see my heart, what will you say?
What will you think after you know?
The disgraceful places I've been - the emptiness in lost memories not completely forgotten
Forgive me in advance and forgive me after
All the dirty, pretty things in me
Don't ignore. Look at them. Look at me.
Know them. Know me.
Wash me in love - only then will I be clean.
Only then am I free to love you... once you have seen, tasted, known.
Look at me in the deepest part and say
Your love is complete
Tell me truly -
Don't be who I need you to be: what I want is who you truly are.
Love is chosen, love is free; honest, with our eyes open.
Look at me again - and tell me who you see.
When I first wrote this I didn't feel like God wanted me to post it - so I waited.. but now I know it is right, and I know that I have received my answer:
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