He’s not able to meet it where it is.
Not where she is
But where it is.
The relationship becomes a third person
The Holy Spirit created by love between us
That neither of us can truly reach
Except in making love
Or holding hands
But words and deeds won’t get you there
To the place where we are United.
He can’t get there.
And neither can I.
Our imperfect nature won’t admit us alone
Or even together.
Unless we are one.
All that I want is for you to meet me where I am