Oh, to be so vulnerable
I trusted you so much
You lifted my shirt, and I thought you saw my soul
Your touch was painful
Oh, to be so vulnerable
To say the beauty I hold
And say I look good in white, not gold
I trusted you with my body
Oh, to be so vulnerable
Even the dunes slope next to the shore
But my love dimmed no more
Isn't love supposed to be tolerable
Oh, to be so vulnerable
I wasn't aware addiction could be a caprice
For touch, there was never a price
But then you left, and I felt the mellowness
of hands without its fellowship
Oh, to be so tied
To want to stray but never hide
To feel the fear but not the wrongs
To feel the stabs but not see the blood
The Finest Act in God's way
Was to make a tune
never to be played
May 14, 2025
May 14, 2025 at 1:00 AM UTC
Oh, to be so vulnerable
I trusted you so much
You lifted my shirt, and I thought you saw my soul
Your touch was painful
Oh, to be so vulnerable
To say the beauty I hold
And say I look good in white, not gold
I trusted you with my body
Oh, to be so vulnerable
Even the dunes slope next to the shore
But my love dimmed no more
Isn't love supposed to be tolerable
Oh, to be so vulnerable
I wasn't aware addiction could be a caprice
For touch, there was never a price
But then you left, and I felt the mellowness
of hands without its fellowship
Oh, to be so tied
To want to stray but never hide
To feel the fear but not the wrongs
To feel the stabs but not see the blood
The Finest Act in God's way
Was to make a tune
never to be played
emotional vulnerability of love
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