The Love (a poem)

When I looked into your eyes, I saw a part of me

and when I’ve felt you hold me you made me feel complete

Why you love me I’ll never understand

I am a sinful woman, but you made me strong so I could stand

You shield me from the enemy and cause me no harm.

You suffered, were beaten and whipped beyond description.

You know what it’s like to be betrayed and despised

You understand what we are going through

that is why I treasure you, like a prize.

MKR