Admit something:
Everyone you see, you say to them,
"Love me."
Of course you do not do this out loud;
Otherwise,
Someone would call the cops.
Still though, think about this,
This great pull in us to connect.
Why not become one
Who lives with a full moon in each eye
That is always saying
With that sweet moon
Language
What every other eye in this world
Is dying to
Hear.
--Hafez
Beautiful. I don't remember where I first read this, but it stopped me in my tracks and I've been thinking about it ever since. I recently found it again, and just had to share. I've got to get a book of his poetry.
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