beautiful
people in the world, I can't even
cope - this Libran unravelling
every time her magpie eye
catches something glinting, and so many
different
kinds of beautiful, too
each needing to be known
needing to know how they all feel
when I press my fingertips into them
and query their pretty little
heads -
what stories do they have to
unfold to me?
what new colours can my skin
morph itself into, having
known them ?
So much beauty in the world -
in us - it
overwhelms me.
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