Love is

Who am I when I close my eyes in silence
And I feel you, see you, taste you
While my chest is tight with a thousand dreams of redemption that will die without a sound?

I am god beneath the cover of my self
Seeking worship that no one could ever give.
Our brokenness a singularity
Ravaged and repelled beyond intensity.

Fortress heart refusing solace
Frightened heart fleeing pain
Sleeping hope long forgotten
Contrite heart now in vain.

Nothing written, foreordained
No more hiding, no more shame.
Bared breast open to perdition
Reaching for atonement.

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