With That Moon Language, by Hafiz

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 the 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?

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