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B i s for What Part (I love you)

The First Lover looked on.
Arms Out; voice raised; heart moved my compassion.
What part of “I Love You”, do you not see?
You and I are supposed to be.
What part of “I Love You”, do you not know?
Only I know the way to go.
What part of “I Love You”, do you not hear?
I tell you I, can erase your fears.
What part of “I Love You”, do you not feel?
My love. My love for you is real.

There you are, standing there.
Wondering if somebody cares
But when I told you, that I love you
You just scoff and throw your hands in the air.

There you are, getting by.
A little make-up, a lot of lies
I see those tears and your fears
But when will you realize. That....

My love is forever. But you don’t have forever. 
Your breath is so finite, why go to sleep alone each night?
When I told you, I need you and you need me.

What part of “I Love You”, do you not see?
You and I are supposed to be.
What part of “I Love You”, do you not know?
Only I know the way to go.
What part of “I Love You”, do you not hear?
I tell you I, can erase your fears.
What part of “I Love You”, do you not feel?
My love. My love for you is real.

Time and time I want to hug you
Wrap my arms, right around you
I put a sun in your sky
But you’re worth more, the apple of my eye.

I’m not gonna hurt you now
So don’t be so defensive now
Let me lead you in this dance
Give TRUE true Love a real good chance. 

You see... My love is forever. But you don’t have forever. 
Your breath is so finite, why go to sleep alone each night?
When I told you, I need you and you need me....

The First Lover stretched out His arms and with gurgled breath seemed to ask:
What Part of "I Love You"... do you not see?

T.J.H.
April 12th, 2014
Wrote this for the Youth Easter Production in Church last Sunday (April 14th, 2014) night. 

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