What Else Can You Teach Me? Poem by Rachel Henley

Place purpose in my hands,
problems I struggle with,
things only you could understand.
Dragged up to believe,
that only a shadow would stay by my side,
the day that I met you,
all I ever knew became a lie.

The kindness that religion can't teach,
You give me answers, but you never preach.
I refuse to believe in the existence,
of love after another love,
if you could only fathom what I feel,
this love, caught me at my heel.

Another morning with you,
is another blessing for me,
close the curtains, for a while now,
what else can you teach me?