quarta-feira, 12 de novembro de 2025

That love thang

 For what it's worth she loved me more than I could love myself
hers, love that I could feel and rejoice by
There when I wake 
There when I'm short of patience

When my world is bizarre
shy and down and out
I look toward the glow she keeps for me
Know I'm not quite worthy

She has no faith in God 
yet so much faith in me
it should be mine
She understands my underlying currency

Much better than i could ever have
the small part of me that keeps creating value
Keeps bringing it back like a bank would
pray for a day near her that renews my faith

I caught her glancing at me
Can she see that which is hidden so deep
Intangible quality i've never seen
Look upon that steel thread devotion

Permeating this woman my wife
Reminding me how limited I am



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