dear

dear
even if
all went the worst possible of ways
and you d have to feel like an undignified woman
you wouldn't have lost
you still would
emerge
like a dewdrop in the morning sun
because
you have loved

and this gem of love
will shine
through all the dirt you can throw on it
it can't be undone
for what is will always be
in one form or the other
like dewdrops climbing up the rays
in the morning
leaving their drop like state
into finer ways of being