love LIGHT 🤍

sometimes love is restraint.

little to no pressure, near faint.

like the ink on a page,

that ceases to bleed between the lines.

so we use our pens gently,

carefully, delicately.

words written on fresh sheets of paper,

a blank canvas, a clean surface.

sometimes we hurt the ones we love

the most and not on purpose.

all this tension i was born into,

made me heavy-handed.

i apologize in advance.

i pray that you understand.

i used to love only with my bare hands.

grace freed me from the constant need

to taste, touch, and see.

there’s peace in just letting love be.

let this love flourish without rush,

with a patient anticipation.

love does not require a grand display.

sometimes love is standing and

knowing it’s place.

© trulysincerelyy