Love me like this

Search inside the window of my soulwithout placing the turpentinethat removesthe bright colors of meand love me, like this…like an artist lovesthe strokes of paintbrushing slowly on a canvas.Listen, but with your heartnot your earsbecause love is like the wind-felt but not touched,blowing in and out from us.It simply is everythingwithout expecting anythingbut a beautiful compositionthat comes from the mysterious.Touch me but without hypocrisy,without ill-mannered wordsthat get caught in deception --you are more than that.Kiss me,grab me tightly,but not so much like a possessionsqueezing me like a doll.Place your hand over my heart,notice my rhythmand try to follow it.Love me, like love is meant to be,with compassionand faith leading the wayto wherever Spirit resides.