We never wanted that.
It always ended up in messes,
Messes that we had to clean up
After. Messes that would leave
Unwanted stains. But this pouring
This overflowing
Is better than anything I know.
Perhaps I do not know much,
Afterall, it's no secret that I'm ignorant.
But I still believe
That even you, Would agree
With me that this
is good.
It is an overflowing of this liquid
Of sunshine and smiles and laughter
And all things good, escaping
From the palms of my hands, Yet
It doesn't seem to run out.
This is a stain that we want.
YOU ARE READING
From the bottom of my heart
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