i want to feel like this every day

i feel happy of myself

i would like one of these please

prelude

Will you let me learn it? The way it smells in the morning, the way it feels, 
dry, warm, under my fingers and against my arms.
The way it moves when I move,
The way it wrinkles, pressed tight,
The way it is when things are quiet.

Will you let it seep out from your pores,
let it dampen your clothes and palms
and run down your forehead, leaving a trail that I can follow?

Let this be what moves me, what deserves me, what shakes and shifts me,
Let this be what makes me forget that I am a proud girl who wants for nothing.

Let this be what make me just foolish enough,
Just foolish enough to be brave,
Because I want to be brave forever.

Let this be what makes me patient,
Let this be makes me forgive.

Will you let me learn it? The way it chirrs like crickets, keeping me awake,
melting into my ears, echoing in the space around me,
singing out of these walls.