what remains

I’m the kind of love that even while you misconstrue everything I do,

I don’t try to convince you, I just remain steady in who I really am.

I’m the kind of love that is almost invisible to the eye,

I am everything we have forgotten how to see.

I am love so immense I am invisible.

I am the love that doesn’t need you to see her.

I am the love that touches you, anchors you, into yourself

through my ability to see you,

in ways you desperately needed

I give human validation

I am the love that does not shame you for this

I am a protective forcefield,

a warrior at battle,

with honor in her heart

and on her shield

I am love that encircles and dissolves shame and guilt

I am love that can be dangerous because of this,

because some people use those things to be good.

I am the love that holds true, keeps authentic, and remains

when all else is contorted, thwarted, and hoarded.

I am the love that always has been and always will be

the same