like a radar sweeping

                                                I ping you with love

and wait to see what bounces back

     I can instantly sense how much warmth is in your tone

I can feel how much openness there is

           and how much there isn’t

I intuitively understand and completely accept

        that we, as humans, can leave

a light on

                                             and still not be home

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    Disclaimer: Poetic license is at work both here and in my books. Any errors or anomalies are through no fault of my editor. These were left deliberately at my expressed intention to clearly indicate that goodness does not require perfection.

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