Faith

 My faith comes by seeing
and hearing your voice.

 For many things do we offend!
Till the pain shows in your blue-eyes.

 Let the words from my lips,
be your starting point.

 Please be a hearer of my words,
You are a doer, for they will be right.

 I behold your face in my mind,
and I hold your heart in my hands.

Submit yourself too me, do not resist
and do not flee.

 You sought me out, when you first saw me.
So, am I something you need?

 Do not be confused, by this.
Except, be transformed by Faith.

 Renew your mind, to the possibilities,
of us having a relationship.

 For, I will prove that it is a healthy
way of acceptance.

              F