love does not arrive unadorned
it wears respect like a garment
a fragile thread holding it close
woven into what the soul craves
to be seen as whole and worthy
not broken pieces to be mended
in delicate hearts love whispers
i value every crack within you
it is never loud or demanding
never asking to be prioritized
but offering you steady ground
a place to grow into yourself
for love without esteem falls apart
like trying to drink from empty hands
it slips through the gaps unnoticed
leaving you thirsting for what's missing
-
Author:
gray0328 (
Offline) - Published: May 16th, 2025 10:38
- Category: Unclassified
- Views: 20
Offline)
Comments3
Excllent write
A very good point seldom addressed but seems logical and self evident that there can not exist love with out respect. Well done
Tremendous work.
Thank You for sharing your feedback I appreciate it
To be able to comment and rate this poem, you must be registered. Register here or if you are already registered, login here.