Makoto

by stephanietsaikarlik

She loves you.

She loves your family.

She loves your spirit.

She loves your honor.

She loves your integrity.

She loves your heart.

She loves your peace.

She loves your core.

She loves your rhythm.

She loves you.

She’ll fill her lungs with oxygen,

cilia standing at attention,

blow her love into a bottle,

and send it floating across the Pacific.

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