he started to come closer,
and i said… don’t. just stay. me here. you there.
he said… so you don’t want to know me.
no, i do. let me know you. me here. you there.
not because i don’t want to know you,
but, so i can know you as you are.
so beautifully untouched by anything you think
you need to make yourself to be for me.
please. just be.
let me love you as you are.
– butterflies rising