For You (Who Knew)

Your tiny hand, your precious face,
Your every part exactly in place.
Oh love, just right.
There’s just some skin that I believe
The doctor said that you wouldn’t need.
Hush, hush. It’s alright.

If someone said decades from now
You would grieve in sadness,
I’d grab you and we would run out
And avoid the madness.
Though I now know better, I bear this shame forever –
Less pleasure for you.

Remember when you asked me why
And I just ran upstairs and I cried?
Oh no, No words.
I don’t know if you can comprehend.
I wish that you could be whole again.
I’d give anything.

If someone said decades from now
You would grieve in sadness
I’d grab all the knives and I’d shout
“We must end the madness.”
Now we know better. Leave you in your splendor
Forever. But who knew?

Yeah yeah,
I can’t forget my error.
But I have truth to share now.
Share it. Share my story out loud.
Will our love span this crisis?
Survive this?

If someone said decades from now
You would grieve in sadness
I’d grab all the knives and I’d shout
“We must end the madness.”
That moment we first touched –
I long to go back so much. As time dulls
Your feeling, I wish there was some healing.
Could you gain sensations
From foreskin restoration? My baby,
Who knew? My darling, My baby,
Who knew? My darling, I’d fix you.
My darling, Who knew? Who knew?