I love you .
Yet I don't. Know you .
To love , is to obey ,
Follow your decrees.
To put you first.
To be holy ,
Set apart .
Your will , not mine .
Divine .
To have no evil ,
Yet  I stumble and fall again and again .
A hand up for me being exhausted for being just who I am.
To have a need to follow when all seems hopeless .
A new being , a new creation .
To love other friends who have long since given up the ghost of your friendship .
To love grace and mercy just as if they were my own .