I have spit in your face
A hundred times
My heart is wicked
And filled with slime
My eyes have seen such evil things
I have broken vows that came with rings
Lusted, cheated, lied, and stole;
Wretched is my soul.
AND STILL...
you call my name.
AND STILL...
You reach out your nail-scarred hand.
All the worlds philosophers couldn't
Understand.
The greatest poets can't describe.
The Love you hold... inside.