White Windows

I’m not easy to love;
  I work too much    
—my mind drifts—    
inclined to deep focus    
forgoing rest, balance;    
but, you effortlessly allot
distance to do what I enjoy    
  —minus stipulation—    
whatever makes me happy    
  in that particular moment    
without condition    
Our time will come;    
  and, you’ll be there    
If not, it’ll be painless    
shaping space for your freedom    
  —beyond expectation—    
whatever makes you happy    
  in that particular moment    
without complaining    
Our time will come;    
  and, I’ll be there    
because. . .    
Love isn’t possession    
  or, ever complete in growth;    
it’s White Windows, light—    
an evolutionary process    
constantly opening itself      
  to Lifetimes of experience    
Written by Ahavati
Author's Note
For a wonderful Love and the Best Friend I've ever had - Happy Third Anniversary Week. 💜🍬 May everyone discover the secret of happiness is simply the freedom to be yourself.
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