You Love Me
I am your friend
that is what you call me.
Yet in your eyes I see so much more…
Though you tell me that you trust me
would give me your head if…
You should need to lean…
on my shoulder?
A small part of you…
stops you from telling me…
You love me…
In fear that I might abuse you
use you …mistreat you
causes you to… push me away,
while still you hold me near…
For with me…you leave all your hopes and dreams
aspirations of the woman that you want to be.
Your very words give your true feelings away.
In your gushing,
in your sentiments… in your actions,
I can see it there’d…
You love me.
I am the Holy Spirit.
Lela Jefferson – http://www.memoirsfoablackgirl.com &
http://www.poetryofablackgirl.com
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