When you say you love me
I hope these words are true
And there are many reasons I
Pray you bring the love I’m due
I hope you love me for my hands
Though they’ve been broken and bruised
And have seen better days
But one thing is for certain
They are still unchallenged strong
And will be able to hold your hand
When you need it to be held
I hope you love me for my eyes
Though they’ve seen sin and even pain
The scars around them tell the story
Of the course weather they have seen
Yet they are set back rather deep
And always find a warm place
When they look longingly into yours
I hope you love me for my lips
Though at times they’ve been split
And sometimes chaffed by life
Yet they seem to lose their harshness
Whenever they meet your soft match
Above all please love me for my soul
A soul that has endured a trying past
And of all the breaks and bruises
And of all the pain and sin
And the ragged weather boldly faced
I ask you to love me for my soul
A soul that offers a strong hand
An accepting pair of wanting eyes
A more than occasional soft kiss
And protection from all the elements
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