The Proof of Love

You don’t have to be anything to me Except yourself Nor prove your worth to me Except through your own presence You don’t have to rattle, ramble, or rush Through a thousand thoughts Deep and provoking, keen and penetrating, Yet cold and sterile I desire your company You, the whole of you, just being you Not constrained and suffocated, Upholding a scholarly façade to shield your soul I see through to the heart that I love for its goodness You don’t need to prove yourself to me For I know you enough to love you And that is all that … Continue reading The Proof of Love