He traced her face, looked in her eyes
and kissed her bruise away.
Gave her broken heart a kick-start,
abused her some might say,
But you don’t know what loneliness
the broken soul must face,
so don’t despise the man she found
her sadness to displace.
Lord do You still hear us sinners
in dark depravity?
Is there yet forgiveness for
those longing to be free?