GOSPEL
DON'T SEND ME BACK
my hands are burnt
my heart of hearts is cursed
through your eyes the storm
wavelengths ravished and torn
but cold they are not
warm my heart, it glows bright
to feel your skin in my dreams
a thought to me unredeemed
you are my church
my promised land of hymns; my dirge
the whole of me you have claimed
a soul for the taking unnamed
(don't send me back)
you are my peace
chaos incarnate, I am unleashed
if my hands could but touch you
then the world shall know, will know
a relentless reckoning beyond
the songs and praise of god
my love, my dear, paradise lies here
right in my heart of hearts
you are my word, my promise
the love of which I shall forever relish
in the brokenness of my dreams and where
the truth of you will remain perished
(don't send me back)
I love you.
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