Elucidating Questions

I will not judge you for the society you were born into, nor the way that society made you act.

I will judge you for the intricacies of your humanity,

The things that happen inside so deep no other human will ever see them,

But the listening will hear them.

The wripples of your soul, the threads of your spirit, the drops of your mind.

Those parts of you that you can’t see because you have been told not to,

The beauty only an outsider could know, from the inside.

I will always see the parts of you which struggled against what was wrong and what was right

For you, and knowing the subjectivity of your binary on the scale

Of the spectrum,

I will love you, even if you cannot love yourself.

It’s not shame you should feel,

It’s the warmth of my hand on your shoulder, not the cold.