Stay.

Those who would say
You’re so hard to love
Don’t really see you
And don’t understand
Love.
You’re freely given
Wild and deep with
The same fire that
Reminds them that
Nothing forever does
Keep.
You’re honest
And have no room
For hidden agenda
Nor secrets so deep
Your insides are too
Filled by
Cascading,
Colliding,
Coalescing,
Sacred geometry.
You don’t care about
Temporary pleasures
Vanity treasures
Or rumors or
Unwanted opinions
Of others.
You know what’s not
Been working,
You’re clear about
What you want
And anything less
Is unsettling
At best.
You’ve mastered
Yourself
Within as without –
Your autonomy you keep
Refusing to allow
Another to seize from you
Your God-given duties
To choice
And a voice;
No trading blame
Nor taking responsibility
For someone else’s
Action or emotional
Rebounds.
You’re wise and
Test for truth
And if shit hits the fan
You’re never far from
Your walking shoes.
It’s alright,
Sit back,
Enjoy this moment
In silence or not –
Whichever you want –
You’re free to go
Whenever you choose.
(Although,
And I’m not ashamed
To admit –
I rather hope
You’ll stay.)

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