I won’t speak to you of my flaws and fears I’ve no intent to move you to crying and tears I speak so you can catch and keep your breath And know that after me that love must overcome death. For that false love that cheats hides and deceives A mere plastic glove that only trusts what one perceives Nay I’d rather speak of the love where nothing can be hidden And follow your quest for that love as you are bidden. Love that discerns my weakness Comforts me in my sadness Letting me borrow its strength Sending it to others beyond life’s length.