The true extent of my vulnerability
can be defined in as few as three letters
inadvertently employed, embedded in casual conversion
and set before me without knowledge, even,
of their effect.

Yes,
I am that sensitive now.

I unravel these days with a fair amount
of frequency and do so fervently, for you
so often becoming distraught by even the smallest of things
and routinely suffering for knowing that
you may too.

Oh,
but, I want it this way.

Truly, it is not fear that scares me
nor helplessness, nor the immeasurable pain
these are merely the residual effects of having fallen
and that, presuming I could,
I’d never change.

So,
I am done pretending.

You can hurt me without even trying
and if ever you should try, I’d come unglued
I am truly and entirely subject to your every intention
I am, undeniably,
now your fool.

Love,
I am weaker than you.

But I am faithful and I am fearless
in this abundant weakness, I am strong
I remain steadfast and commited for knowing that
this is precisely
where I belong.

Faith
is not a temporary thing.

For I stand ready and I am able
there isn’t anything that I wouldn’t bear
and that this is only the beginning of what is to come
I am ever so
painfully aware.

Still,
I have wished it this way.

My every tear will have its reason
my every heartache will be endured in your name
but I’ll embrace the pain as I do the profound joy that comes
of suffering a love that
will never change.


And I do so love you, darling


So,
this sensitive I shall remain.







~ CC ~
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On Faith and Fearlessness Contributed by Silent-No-More on Saturday, 11th November 2006 @ 05:33:29 PM in AEST Topic: LovePoetry The true extent of my vulnerability can be defined in as few as three letters inadvertently employed, embedded in casual conversion and set before me without knowledge, even, of their effect. Yes, I am that sensitive now. I unravel these days with a fair amount of frequency and do so fervently, for you so often becoming distraught by even the smallest of things and routinely suffering for knowing that you may too. Oh, but, I want it this way. Truly, it is not fear that scares me nor helplessness, nor the immeasurable pain these are merely the residual effects of having fallen and that, presuming I could, I’d never change. So, I am done pretending. You can hurt me without even trying and if ever you should try, I’d come unglued I am truly and entirely subject to your every intention I am, undeniably, now your fool. Love, I am weaker than you. But I am faithful and I am fearless in this abundant weakness, I am strong I remain steadfast and commited for knowing that this is precisely where I belong. Faith is not a temporary thing. For I stand ready and I am able there isn’t anything that I wouldn’t bear and that this is only the beginning of what is to come I am ever so painfully aware. Still, I have wished it this way. My every tear will have its reason my every heartache will be endured in your name but I’ll embrace the pain as I do the profound joy that comes of suffering a love that will never change. And I do so love you, darling So, this sensitive I shall remain. ~ CC ~ (in two letters) Copyright © Silent-No-More ... [ 2006-11-11 17:33:29] (Date/Time posted on site) Advertisments: Previous Posted Poem         | |         Next Posted Poem