Proximity.

I love

that love grows

from proximity.

I love that all it takes

to make people become dear to you

is living on the same block,

going to church together,

and passing each other

on the way to school.

So dear to you

that you like to look at their faces

when they aren't looking,

because the lines of the jaw

and the breadth of the cheek

emit the warm glow of love.

Look at a stranger's face,

and you'll find it's just not the same.

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