i will always dot my swollen eyes with hearts
;they float, and swirl, and charm, and heal, and
a childish...child-at-heart
with love to give and people to care for
with hearts doodled across bills, files, and letters
traces of love notes if you'd just look close enough
signed with them
in her head
as she shares what brightens the world
dots spark no rile, no discomfort, no scoffing, no smug faces
there's nothing wrong with it
a precious nothing that means something to her
everything for a reaction satisfaction
giving it away
to show you what unconditional means
even if it is just a drawing
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