So many things you hate about me
so few you love
the only ones I can think of are
my love, my body
not my mind, my soul.
I don't know what you think of those.
All I know is
i love your smile your eyes,
your hands, your honesty,
your mind, your body, your soul,
your love.
I would do anything for those other things, insignificant
i would give up myself for your love
but it is not love.
Love is free
love is bold
love is smiles and tears
love is many things-most insignificant
one by one, but they make up something wonderful
and something terrible
something I cannot live without.
But I am not without it
just without yours,
and I think I can live with that