a mind that believes only loud pride means love
is a narrow mind.
why must you know my interests
in order for them to be legitimate?
why can't i sit
smirking at the beauty of words
glowing with admiration
and desire
and you be unaware?
just because i adore something
and do not boast in loud, harsh words
does not mean, there is no love for it.
i can embrace interest
without you watching my arms
flex around what i adore.
i can love quietly.
i can glow humbly.
-cierra
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