I love my brain. I love being me.
I love my genius and I love
I love my toes and where they came from. My mother will always carry me.
I love my hair and how it talks to the wind in a language id forgotten.
My father will always keep me safe.
You do with me what I was made to do.
We became one, from two (or three or four).
Meet me where I am and I will try to remember.
Again and again. And
More and more.