Remember notes like this when you were a kid?
You were the big-hearted communications whiz.

Me, too. And I’m still the same.
I’ve folded a note and am tagging your name.

Good morning, goodness, thanks for meeting me here.
For you and I, todays hump will reveal that we care

about the world around us and what’s going on.
I’m up, poking at love because love is my jones.

How are you, beloved, and what is going on?
Are you ISO peace inside of your dome?

There is a lot of noise in the wind.
I could use a hug, so bring it in.

Let me rest my head on your shoulder and upon your chest.
The autonomy of our heartbeats say it best…

God loves us.
We all woke up this morning because He hugged us.

If you are reading this column my intentions are youthful and true,
please respond to my initial query, Do you love me, too?

Take your time… though, I think you do. 🙂 Which would make us both lovers.
I’m Qui
In love with WE because we’re all just sisters and brothers.