Surrender’s Second Moment

          The love that knows surrender's second bend,
          it never ceases changing.  Its control
          is no more than the part become the whole
          found in a gentle touch that knows no end.
          The parts it can't pretend to comprehend,
          it won't assume the worst to claim its goal
          but rather sacrifices to its soul
          illusions it had fought hard to defend.

          You've known such love to make the deepest cut
          from being knife to giving it the skin
          while I've been too suspicious, giving but
          the least I feared might give away the win.
          What win?  The doors I let your kisses shut
          break open to creations we're within.


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