affection

I'd hate you to flatter me, pretending to discern my genius,

when between the two of us it can be acknowledged how far

we are (as yet) from attaining such eminent status.

Belatedly, it might arise, but you don't believe it!

I perceive just one safe basis to procure

an enduring relationship - to build on candour -

then planning to construct our lives on solid rock.

If knocked, we face up to the consequences.

Hence the issue of our suitability must arise,

surmising as I do that I don't have what it takes

to make you revere my potential creativity.

I'm driven to conclude that doubts about me abound.

Without some faith in me that can be shown,

I must prepare to tread this path alone.