i keep

my fingers off of your buttons for the simplicity

that a gesture of like, love, or at rare times, wow

would suggest that i want to reopen the past now

and finally cave to the many things you said you have to offer

good god let me add time to that impatient coffer

i don’t know how to love

see there

the truth set me, but more importantly, you free

carry on with the life and joy you’re meant for

i will stay tapping away at His door

where once crossed conversations like this will no longer exist

constant temptation flickers in, out on the other side of it

i care for you enough

to let you be

just Be

jurri j.