What Manner Of Love Is This Poem by Preston Mwiinga

How can I hold you or embrace you when I have no hands.

You chose to love me for who I am
You accepted to come into my world,
You told me that you will fit in because your love
For me is unconditional.
You promised to stand my me,
In my blindness you told me that I was going to see your love,
In my dumbness, your said hearts were going to communicate with each other
In me not have hands and legs,
You told me that we will always carry each other in our hearts.

I ask my God, what manner of person did you create,
A man who never gives up. N
You are one in a million.