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?