The tree of love was planted
A seed sprouting forth, a blooming
From a heart once taken for granted
lush vines with flowers looming
An array of oneness transfixed
Hands interlocked, entwined
Loving with no thought of risk
A purposeful knowing - not blind
I will love you at your worst, truly
I love you for who you are,
not for who I expect you to be
I love both your strength and scars
I don't judge you for who you were
Before our hearts met
I trust for certain though
I will love who you are next
May 14
May 14, 2026 at 12:04 AM UTC
The tree of love was planted
A seed sprouting forth, a blooming
From a heart once taken for granted
lush vines with flowers looming
An array of oneness transfixed
Hands interlocked, entwined
Loving with no thought of risk
A purposeful knowing - not blind
I will love you at your worst, truly
I love you for who you are,
not for who I expect you to be
I love both your strength and scars
I don't judge you for who you were
Before our hearts met
I trust for certain though
I will love who you are next
For Daniel
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