I Waited for You to Discern Me
I waited for you to discern me.
I may not know love by name,
But I know her secrets and her pain.
You may not be from life's forever,
But won't you be from future's better?
I may not know your grain entirely,
But I feel your branches deep inside of me.
I waited for you to discern me.
She may steal with envisions of lust,
But I deceived rapture's inception was us.
You may have triturated a dove riven,
But hope cleaves to wings ungiven.
I wait for you to discern me.
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