I Want to Give Abundantly

I don’t want to lose it,
But give it, the most intimate part of me.
Divulge for you to see and touch; embrace.
Just for you
For nothing in return.
I will accept, but shy away from demanding more.
It is not giving unless giving and not expecting.
It is impossible though for just you to receive.
It takes two to tango.
If the greatest gift one can bestow upon his friend is to die
in his place,
Is it greater to live in shame the rest of one’s known life?
Wouldn’t it be a worse sacrifice; (I mean) a better one?
I contemplate whether it is shameful if it is sacrificial?
After all the Lamb Sacrifice is why I live and breathe.
I fear the feelings that would proceed
and the flesh addiction I would feed
more of us together alone.
My only solace in my choice to remain pure
Is what would she think, the girl in the future?
The one I don’t know if you are her,
The one I might be closer to than you.
I might love her more and deeper
beyond the horizon where we can’t see.
I will trust the Book for my dilemma of making a decision
I can only make once
And never return to the way things were before.
It says wait for a ring. Yeah, and the second ring at that.
Could things be closer? Could our relationship be deeper?
Ask me in twenty years.