A Love That Not Even Jesus Could Live With
Sweetness
My sweet love for you
Was bitter for you
It was
All in all
Far too much
Too much
For you
I guess
I know now
Even love may wash away
Seeking escape from my worries
What you felt for me
Was what?
Was it
A Love that
Not even
His Holiness, Jesus could live with?
And so,
So many,
Out there
Will prefer crucifixions
That are endless
To a quiet and deeply adoring patience
That I had for you
Jul 9, 2013
Jul 9, 2013 at 5:34 AM UTC
A Love That Not Even Jesus Could Live With
Sweetness
My sweet love for you
Was bitter for you
It was
All in all
Far too much
Too much
For you
I guess
I know now
Even love may wash away
Seeking escape from my worries
What you felt for me
Was what?
Was it
A Love that
Not even
His Holiness, Jesus could live with?
And so,
So many,
Out there
Will prefer crucifixions
That are endless
To a quiet and deeply adoring patience
That I had for you
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