touched by the sentiment of love
how i want to keep it
smother it all over my face
always seeping essence dear and sweet
what warning signs tell of its loss
and delicate sway our longings bare
oh plight of will be gone
fair tidings drilled with angst
never to be sour or dull
what image holds my knowing
a selfless lodging in my throat
as mighty words indeed caress
oh savior’s blood my tears
each day the forward fight
and onward still my love
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