
Your beauty
it blows me down
And your radiance, the brilliance
Of your glow
just stops me
Where I stand,
when I stand before you
and I ache
And I am still as in love with you
So much, never too much
With love lust and longing
When you go,
even for a few days
when I stand before you
As my regret, guilt and shame
Hold me to account and spotlight
Bright and damning
My shortcomings and failings
And every stupid selfish sordid
Action or lie I've lived, we recall
When I stand before you
That's the part where another
would
stop
Think it's done
done neat and tidy
Trimmed to precise exacting standards
Tho l
ife isn't quite as n
eat and tidySo I ponder the ups and
downs the rights the wrongs when I'm weak you're strong
When you're
down I'm
down and we try to move forward I press backward because of weakness and
rarely I fess up when I mess up
and it all starts again
often I wonder why we still are
When you
probably would be better off without
me
But we keep going keep
getting better
I hope and pray and hope some more
Yet I wouldn't trade
Wouldn't swap or replace
Anything
As you're always there
For me, with me
Whether life is kind or not
When I stand before you
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Paul Stewart
Award-Winning Writer, Poet, Scottish-Italian, Subversive.
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