I'm pretty sure now
that falling in love involves falling
in love with the whole world.
That my eyes are clearer and my skin
softer and I'm pretty sure
I love the rain because of you.
I still kill ants on the counter-top
but I do it
lovingly,
A silly word I know but when you're
wearing neon nail polish
and carrying a secret smile like some silk
undergarment tight against your
abdomen, the quiet hum of One Who Is Loved,
what can you do but
hug trees and kiss
the quivering buds of lilies?
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