I want to be open for you.
Like the moonflower at dusk,
pale and luminescent
in the heat.
Like the doors of a church
carved into something forgiving -
I want to be a place for you to rest.
Honey,
please listen when I tell you this.
Love is safe.
Do you hear me?
I’ve put all the pain away.
Everything sharp is wrapped up.
Everything loud is hushed.
Love is the wind that makes the leaves dance.
You are the softest part of the morning.