Poetic Bends

I Can Give You Anything But Love

I can give you the world

In all its messy pieces

I can give you the sky

In all its stormy clouds

I can give you the earth

In all its mud stained prints

I can give you this land

In all its war torn cries

I can give you the people

In all their tear stained faces

I can give you the mountains

With their many peaks to climb

I can give you the rip tide

With its exuberant crashing waves

I can give you the world outside

With its walls that are tumbling down

I can give you Sainthood

In all its sinful glory

I can give you peace

In a world that’s crashing in

I can give you these words

In all their double meaning

I can give you this moment

To speak to the heavens above

But I’m here to heed this warning

I can give you anything but love

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