Sep 29, 2015 21:26
I see some beautiful souls hiding behind their costumes, grimaces, behind their doors, their tinted car windows, Ray Bans', charisma, you name it, a veil it is.
This is not to be accepted as reality. I demand the coverup comes off and authenticity shines. If I have to be a clown to get you there, then I shall act a fool and make you laugh. If you need to let it out, cry, tell me how much you miss somebody, I will take that too. I will take you in love, in lust, in any of your pure human expressions. Just don't bring me hate; leave that at the door.
With all my gratitude, it is an honor to know you.
human,
love