Your Face


And there is nothing I can do
to make you mine,
nothing.
There are reasons I don't want you
and reasons I cant 
think of things like love.
I remember
when Steve told me about Jesus
how he would love me
if he was, 
how there was no reason
except he wasn't.
And were I the Virgin Mary
I would pity you,
because there are so many reasons.
I put passion in my eyes 
and look -
Your face
is not what I see.
There are things I dream of.
Your face is not what I see.