What if we rolled our Rs instead of our eyes,
if we gazed at faces instead of screens?
What if we wore our listening ears always (no more taking them off only to put them back on),
if we popped off our sunglasses so our eyes could smile along?
What if we tore away at defenses one disarming compliment at at time,
if we stopped screaming "hurry!" and started whispering "wait"?
What if we stopped looking around for something else, someone else, and simply loved and let ourselves be fascinated by the something, the someone right in front of us?
What if we did all of this?
Wouldn't we together sand at least a few harsh edges off the world?
~courtesy of J.M.
if we gazed at faces instead of screens?
What if we wore our listening ears always (no more taking them off only to put them back on),
if we popped off our sunglasses so our eyes could smile along?
What if we tore away at defenses one disarming compliment at at time,
if we stopped screaming "hurry!" and started whispering "wait"?
What if we stopped looking around for something else, someone else, and simply loved and let ourselves be fascinated by the something, the someone right in front of us?
What if we did all of this?
Wouldn't we together sand at least a few harsh edges off the world?
~courtesy of J.M.
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