Your Warmth Is Getting Hot
I’ve failed you
More than once
Should I continue to disappoint
I surely won’t be the one you anoint
Your annoyance escalates to anger
Failing to change I risk being a stranger
I feel your heat on the morrow
And return in kind with such sorrow
Can you forgive, again, and again
And forever
A higher love nestled in your grace
Yet of it, I see no trace
Forgiveness is the fount of your stunning allure
Your compassion exceeds any love I’ve known before
Because of it, we survive
Coexisting, your anger and your love
Having purity exceeding that of the white dove
Your warmth is getting hot
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