I want to scream it to the world
I want everyone who ever lived
To know
I want the salamander and the cicadas
To slither and click it in the mud and morning wind

I love your innocence
I love your wisdom
I love your tolerance
I love your purity
I love that surety
That egocentric confidence
That quiet place
That hums with energy
That reticence of mind
That perfectly imperfect self.

So, know it, world—
I love the way it feels to love,
And you, I love, too.
Click. Click. Whoosh


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