Don’t Limit This

Don’t Limit
                
 This.     Write me Letters while your heart—  
is Opened.   Write me letters in the Open Hearted Storm Yes,
the storm is coming just hold the Paper down until the right moment
comes.   Let it go. and send it Up     To Me. If I
don’t catch it—   Keep trying. Tell me you need an answer by
Sunrise because that’s the only time you can read it.   Tell
me to Open my Hands. To stop holding on to Nothing. Don’t Limit
This, sincerely, If I’m Yours   I want   to Know.  
  I am see-through and Empty for your answers. I am Heavy with
your Angles. I am hoping for your Hands to find me. Sad you’re
Scared and I’ve left the ground already. Stop   Limiting
  This. Start watching my Eyes. No more Screens. They’re just
Transformed Mirrors. Look Through me—I don’t mind, really, as long
as you Flow right back to me. But if