Would you believe me if I loved you wordlessly?

Enemy, mine, hater of the smell I carry,
disgusted at my touch,
repulsed at the idea
I hold true.
I write a good fight.
I wait.

No answer I take as yes.
I wept, but
not long.

And I loved you with words you never read.

Change self- say
no,
I would not know,
if you loved me wordlessly.

I would not see you

make sacred the gift of your will to me, I see you
fail to be as other men,

men of better stuff than you,
you
wreck of a man,

worth nothing more than the feeble
salt you claim to be by grace of God.

Eh, you think God loves you?

change self- say
yes, with caveats,
I hold within this self-containing vessel,

the known unknown god Paul does not name in the KJV, y'see,
that one,
the inerrant one, fundamental,
bottom line
upon line,

is,

and I found great peace
in knowing that,
wordless,
waiting,

feel that, is
that
not peace? I venture further,

little vessels lurk near shore,

I hear
far far away, cast your net on the not wrong side