No Therefores Poem by moon batchelder

my love contains no therefores
no fine print at the end of the document
no requisites or future expectations.
only unending fondness
and a wish to share some scenes together
upon life's elaborate stage.

so it is neither conditional
nor is it mercenary of me
to offer this love that asks nothing
of it's object,
seeks nothing for itself...
it's pointless really, this love, when you think of it.
and yet, truly beautiful.