To Be Another
Take me as I am, or not at all,
For I have no reason to be changed.
This would lead to love's bitter fall,
And angry harsh words would be exchanged.
I find no comfort to become other,
As I am who I am, as I was found.
I shall be myself and not another.
This perfect vision of yours profound.
A weakness seeps from your love professed.
This urge to change and fill your silent glee.
This shadowed power you have not confessed,
To rule my soul, to bow with bending knee.
I shall leave this love I've knowingly felt,
For one who'll take me as I am, heartfelt.
9/9/15
Copyright © Frederic Parker | Year Posted 2015
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