Pores

So look at me that way,


you were fearfully made, 
                              beautifully made,
                                                 meticulously made. 


Down to the holes on your skin


oh those holes on your skin.


Look at me that way, 
looking for the wrong 
things to hear from me- 


and I will tell you what I truly see. 
I will tell you what you ought to know, 
what we were robbed of, 
what we hide from. 


This world, 
it is a camouflage to our eyes, 
we only see what we despise, 
but--- 


wipe clean your vision, 
         your heart, 
   and listen. 


I will tell you, 


and you will know it. 


The majesty of this 


UNdebatable love, 
               UNdeniable love, 
                          UNending love. 
It will embrace 
"you" 


and 


YOU. 


None of this hiding behind 
the mistake we have made, 
the false security of the things of our grave. 


It will erase 
"you". 


and YOU will come 


into being. 


and 


YOU will come 


into being. 


just. 


you.


So please.


Look at me that way.


That I might love


you.