[love]

[mer_moon]

Via shadesong

I love reading aloud;
I love words.
I love my family-by-blood;
I love the ones I choose.
I love ballads-in-the-ear;
I love music, heard outside.
I love writing a story out for someone;
I love the rush that comes when a new knot of information untangles.
I love poetry, and apricot stilton,
and conversations after dark.
I love places where you can walk wherever you need to go.
I love art. I love uncopied art.
I love giving gifts to people,
and I love Peter S. Beagle, certain movies,
beginning to plot out this idea of learning something new.
I love days with no demands;
I love days when I wake up early, unharassed and ubidden;
I love this place I am right now,
and I love foxes, stars and the Moon.
I love fire season, in spite of its calamitous doom!,
and I love costumes, masks and tea.
I love watching someone else work on something creative,
and beeswax candles.
I love rain.