To first love me
as you love me,
is it allowed?

Can I allow love in,
to enter me,
suffuse me and use me
and hold me and
accept me,
‘warts and all’?

This is where it has to start.
Leaving questions and doubt apart.
I begin at the beginning.
Accept your love of me.
I am loveable.
You made me in your image.
Beautiful.

You love me
as I am.
Not as I was or will be.
You married me then and love me still.
Unconditional love.
Then and now until
the day I die or you
because we do not know
what tomorrow brings.
So love me now.

I do.