a glittering
a wiseness
a naughtiness
In the cheeky half-baked smile you flash to strangers, to lovers, to loved ones
You build a universe and destroy it again
But softly.
More a gift than a nightmare
A soft humming on the other side of the door
That moment, as a kid, of waking up in the backseat of a car and hearing your parents talk of things just out of your reach
You'll never quite catch
You'll never quite understand
You have th power to boil up a soul
Walk through long grass with your eyes closed, dear
Catch sunlight in your palms
Feed yourself
You are perfectly made
incapable of hiding your own vitality
Divinely recognisable you
Love yourself,
as we do
On this and all days.
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