I have no idea what I’m calling this. I wrote it in about ten minutes for a Planet Wisdom thingy and decided to post it.
You touch Your hand,
To my cheek,
I turn my face away.
Words of love,
Are what You give,
But I simply will not stay.
I fear Your love,
And all it brings,
It’s hard for me to give in.
To this Force,
Which calls my name,
And pleads again, and again.
“Come home, sweet child,
And take My hand,
You know that I would do,
Anything,
To make you mine,
I’ve given My life for you.”
I can not,
I will not,
I musn’t give in to this,
I love these dreams,
And ways of mine,
They will not be dismissed!
And yet Your love,
Calls soft and low,
And begs me turn Your way,
I love You? I hate You?
I need some more time?
I know not what to say.
