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Before You (Ottava Rima Style)

I stand here before you, broken, nude

Shattered hopes, dreams, they fell apart

Wanting not, but seemed to be subdued

Within my hands, I hold my dying heart

With feelings that I never can allude

I give to you, to make it beat, to start

 

          Allowing then my life to start this day

          So take it, leave it not within its disarray

 

The way you hold, it offers me a light

A brilliance, strong, that serves to give so much

Like hands on fire, you bring it to ignite

Just by your taking and giving it your touch

Offering then a future so very bright

Because you have it there within your clutch

 

          Oh gentle soul, such meaning you do give

          Allowing me yet again, this day to live