Purification
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Perhaps I shouldn’t say cascading truth
To you. Just now, though, love is all I grow,
Not best for you today alone in youth
But maybe best to ever make you glow.
Today no other person gives to you
What God would give (if God gives anything),
And I am not a god since I am true,
A quality no god can ever bring.
I do not have a prophet who can try
To train belief inside you. In our days
Together I must show you how to fly
So you can resurrect our yesterdays.
From years of loving, you can then retain
My love when I have lost my unwed reign.
© Phillip Whidden
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