I have submitted to
what I should not have submitted to;

taken at times
what was not mine.

I have subscribed to
what I knew
was not true ;

yet remained quiet
still;
afraid.

I've carried water
for that Other
while weak from thirst myself.

I've cast my eyes down
from exhaustion
and looked away
when I shouldn't have.

Yet
in all this
I have never faltered
from loving you.

Never once has your light
left my face;
my heart
from this home and space
we've shared.

My weaknesses
true
are many;

but my love for you
is my Monument-
and I'm Yours.