“When I look into your eyes
I see the doubt of lingering questions.
The strength of our love
And if it can prevail.
I see the things you’ve been through.
The trail of swept pieces of broken glass.
Shining through the dark.
I’ve both a broom and a dustpan.
And don’t have a problem,
Getting on hand and knee.
Sometimes, that is stronger than
Fear itself. The strength of another to help
Get you through the dark.
That is what you taught me
The first time I met you.
I didn’t see any of your fears,
Anything that resembled a troubled past.
I saw your light. Okay, maybe a hint of glass.
But there isn’t a part of me
That is afraid to hold on to you
With everything that I have.
When you look into my eyes.
One of the things I sincerely
Hope that you see.
Is trust.
Trust to love gain”