(Unless it is true,
and every part of you says yes including the toes),
and it will wrap you up like a mummy,
and your scream won't be heard
and none of your running will run.
Love? Be it man. Be it woman.
It must be a wave you want to glide in on,
give your body to it, give your laugh to it,
give, when the gravelly sand takes you,
your tears to the land. To love another is something
like prayer and can't be planned, you just fall
into its arms because your belief undoes your disbelief.
from "Admonitions to a Special Person" by Anne Sexton
wow.
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