Blossoming...




Love me 
just the way i am..
sunshine and tears 
quite the mess 
but not less than you hoped
or more than you dare..


I’ll quiet your fears 
irrational tears 
giving way to the atmosphere..
taking pieces that remain 
ghost or not 
we remain the same..


accepting our alien parts 
of the hearts
abundant, flourishing 
in ways to foretell..
we’ll learn love anew 
gradually growing 
the most beautiful bloom..