I peel back the layers from my soul

To the most sensitive, fragile part of me

And I’ll pass it gently over to you

When you feel it shaking in your hands

I hope you don’t think less of me

I hope the scars and bruises don’t scare you off

Never have I been willing to give myself over

Nor have I been soft enough to trust so completely

Hardly any doubts enter my mind

And hardly any disbelief, for that matter

So when you feel my pulse in your hands,

When you feel the speed of it hammering away,

Know that I am praying and hoping and wishing

That you stay and understand what it is that you hold

Know that this is what you mean to me


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