They see it.

I'm scared that they see it.

Do they?

Does it linger, somehow?

Does it glitter and shine, somewhere in my gut?

Like I swallowed a ring, polished and silver?

I'm scared that they feel it

Do they? Do I radiate with it? Does it rotate around me, swirling and flickering?

Like there's a light house trapped in my eyes, blinking?

I'm scared that they hear it

Do they? Does it crackle, muffled?

Does it beep and talk and play quiet tunes?

Like there's a radio station trapped in my chest, rustling?

I'm scared that it's outside of me like it's inside of me

Like it might stay inside of me always

That everlasting glint, that drop, that grain of love for you.

It won't leave

I'm scared that they see it.

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