Wounded

I hope someday

you can find it in your heart

to extend your forgiveness

that undeserved kindness

for having openly hurt you

but in truth it is my own reproach

I do not trust myself

so that placing a wedge between us

will keep us from dishonor

I want to love you openly

not a  rendezvous or tryst

of drunken desire

but that of a cherished loved one

whom you live with honor and respect

and not something tawdry

but glorious and approved

I would rather prick you now

than be the cause of death in you

preferable a bruising of you 

that can heal than arrows of death in you

When you can make the choice

of letting love have its perfect work

and faithful in every respect

I would rather bear your reproach

than endanger your life before God

I left the ways of the world long ago

the endless wanton self serving desire

where sex is simply a handshake hello

and not the tender bonding of two souls

into one unity of truth for life

I would give my life to and for you

but I will not throw both ours away

this throwaway society 

where everything and everyone 

is just so much trash to be used

then tossed aside , disposed of

I do not want that for either of us

trash or treasure

that choice is yours

a building and not a tearing down

forgive please this pain 

I have placed upon you

you are too precious 

I desire the building of you 

and not the tearing apart and down

when you can understand

the gravity of your choices

and the resultant end

it is your benefit I seek

in an approved way before God

and not the temporary pleasure of sin

this is the love I want for both of us

the kind that is thoughtful and lasting

and walks in the truth together 

when you can openly ask me

to trust and love you for life

and understand this burden

the answer will be yes and Amen