Am I loved by the one I'm with? Is that just another myth?
I'm trying to love the one I'm with.
From where does this trying come?
Just a beating of my own drum?
A drum with no divine sound
causing the gentle Voice to drown?
I hear "Love the one you're with."
Is this performance of a myth?
The beat of the Father's heart, faintly heard.
Feasting on everythting short of His word.
Is the thought to perform so absurd?
It is finished! I once heard.
Forgotton is my first Love,
the One as gentle as a dove.
Love me so to receive
what I'm led to believe.