Limbs

Limbs

I got no legs to wholly love you
I can’t run, I can’t walk, I can’t kneel
But I do love you

Across the field lay the bones of those before
Who ran like I did run, relentless were those guns

I got no arms to wholly love you
I can’t touch, I can’t grasp, I can’t hold
But I do love you

Beyond the trench, the deadly aims of those who reached
To shoot another son

I’m not whole to wholly love you
I got no legs, got no arms, just a heart
That wholly loves you
Just this heart
Just one heart
Just my heart to wholly love you