Love me. Love me deeply. Love me without hesitancy. Love me with the full understanding of who I am, not who you might want me to be. Love me madly. Love me with faithfulness that is seldom seen. Love me like purple hues and bright blue stars over magical redwood trees in a midnight dream. Love me with the same fervor in public and places unseen. Love me in the full radiance of yellow, violet, and burgundy flowers that reach for the heavens, bursting forth with new life under sunshine in spring. Love me in the presence of willows that weep and whisper sentimentally over peaceful streams, giving shade to butterflies who dream. Love me indescribably. Love me defiantly. Love me loudly. Love me silently. Love me thoroughly. Love even the whispers the winds carry when the precious ones of the world speak of me. Love me intentionally. Love me when the world is against me. Love me in the throes of my trauma and my anxiety. Love me with a fiery sensuality. Love me with unbreakable loyalty. Love me eternally.