Love me when there’s nothing to love:
when the hair has thinned,
when the thin has gone.
Love me when it’s inconvenient:
when you can’t see me at all,
when you can’t count on me.
Love me when you get nothing in return:
not the comfort of company,
nor the passion of intimacy.
Love me when there’s nothing to say,
when all has been said and words don’t count.
Love me when I’m least expecting it,
when the story has been told,
when the bridges have been burnt,
when the ashes have flown by.
Love me the way air is present:
with certainty, without noise.
Love me in silence, in the things that need no words.
Love me in action, through time and space.
Love me when you can no longer count, when your eyes cease to see.
Love me with the silence of a thousand spaces,
with the patience of a tiny stream.
Love me if our journeys shall reach the same mountain,
and if there is no mountain, love me just the same.
Just because, simply, calmly.
Love me the way I love you: today and tomorrow, unconditionally.
By tuttysan © 2013
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