I Give This To You

Here;

Take it;

No, don't speak;

I can hear it now;

*You shouldn't have done it.

I can't take this.

What have I done to earn this gift?*

Well if I told you what you mean to me;

You'd roll your eyes in disbelief;

If I said the words, You're my everything,

you've already heard all those schoolgirl's strings;

If I say that you have stolen my heart;

I would be lying, for I gave you that part;

If I swore to you that you complete my soul;

You'd laugh for all of the girls you've made whole;

So to prove to you that I haven't misruled;

I've taken my essence, and made it a jewel;

I've taken my words and my thoughts and my self;

and I've turned it in-to a small diamond of wealth;

It is this that I give you in my being wishful;

that you'll make out of rope and leather, a crystal-

pendant you'll wear 'til the end of all days;

for my self is contained in that violet haze;

Don't speak and don't shake for if you refuse;

It's all of my spirit that you will abuse;

This is the only gift I can give;

And I give it to you, the reason I live;

So take it and wear it and carry me close;

for it is my soul that does swing on that rope.

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