I Love You Being You

I do not like you.

I don’t want you hanging on where I am or what I’m doing.

I don’t want you repressing your desires.

I don’t want you lying about how you feel.

I don’t want you getting angry if I need space and time.

I don’t want you thinking what you will do without me.

Because you will do many things without me.

Without me, you are.

I do not want you sad because of my sadness.

I don’t want you in a place you do n’t want to be.

I don’t love you regardless of what makes you happy.

I don’t love you if you change for me.

I don’t want you putting up with people you hate.

I do not love you with concern for your baldness, your hips, your belly or any kind of beauty.

I don’t love you insecurely in case I stop loving you.

Because I don’t love you in any way that you don’t love yourself.

I don’t want you doing a job where there’s nothing from you.

I do not want you rich but without time.

I do not love you with time but without illusion.

I don’t want you with nice clothes.

I don’t love you the way you are not.

Because I love you.

I want you free.

I love you just like the root loves water.

Than hair to skin.

Than finger to nail.

That dreams to the eyelids.

Than the bee to the honeycomb.

Let the shadow into the light.

This is how I accept you.

Like life to death.

Like the feathers of a sparrow.

To the sun.