from the love songs we didn't sing
at night you sleep a reverent sleep
miles away, I toss and don't dream
you warmed yourself next to my fire
passion burning hotter and higher
every minute of every sweet hour
I thought that it would never expire
all of these things that I forgive
from the start when you drew me in
Grace absolves you from all sin
the songs I keep and hold within
Poetry by M.J.B. is licensed under a Creative Commons Attribution-Noncommercial-No Derivative Works 3.0 United States License
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