Love Poems 5

Hold me to your willing heart And let meóhelp meóweep That I of need might fall apart And then at last might sleep. Let the truth slice into me That I might finally bleed And purge myself of agony I cannot now concede. For I have bound myself in light That I might live in joy, And cannotówill notólet the night My bonds of love destroy. And yet I know if I would gain The peace for which I pray, I must allow the floods of pain To wash my love away.