Love, a question
royed you.
I o you
from tainty.
I you straight as
the road.
But you insist
on keeping a nook
of s I do not .
My love,
understand me,
I love all of you,
from eyes to feet, to toenails,
inside,
all tness, w.
It is I, my love,
w your door.
It is not t, it is not
topped
at your window.
I knock dohe door:
I enter your life:
I come to live in your soul:
you cannot cope h me.
You must open door to door,
you must obey me,
you must open your eyes
so t I may searchem,
you must see how I walk
eps
along all the roads
t, blind, ing for me.
Do not fear,
I am yours,
but
I am not the beggar,
I am your master,
ting for,
and noer
your life,
no more to leave it,
love, love, love,
but to stay.