It Hearts You

Thorin N. Tatge

There's a little plant

On the windowsill

You water it

Every now and then

When you pass it by

With your watering can

It turns your way

Just a little bit

There's a little heart

Floating in the air

With a reddish hue

Just above the plant

It hearts you

Yes, it hearts you

It’s true, it hearts you

That's right, it hearts you

And when you pass it by

Without your watering can

Still it hearts you

For the thing you are

And there's a patch of moss

In a wettish place

Where the climate is

Fairly temperate

And it's on a slope

Of eighteen degrees

Surrounded by

Lots of elder trees

It rains eighty-two days

Out of every year

And for most of the day

It lies in the shade

Then you passed it by

In that little wood

And with your bare foot

You stepped upon it

You made an impression

In the moss

So that it could feel

What sort of thing you are

And now it hearts you

It truly hearts you

Yes, it hearts you

You know it hearts you

And there's a little heart

Floating in the air

Just above the moss

Beating quietly

It isn't just

A single organism

It is many things

All alive as one

And collectively

This little group

Hearts you

For the thing you are

There's a random thing

Made of bits of wood

And copper wires

And styrofoam

And inside of it

Things are happening

Quietly

That we cannot see

It does not have

Our senses five

Or any others that

We know about

But it observes you

In a hundred ways

And its copper wires

Start to thrum about

Because it hearts you

It truly hearts you

It deeply hearts you

Of course it hearts you

And there's a little heart

On its metal plate

With a greenish hue

Which is kind of weird

But it hearts you

Look how it hearts you

It's the only thing

That we know for sure

Is that is it hearts you

It truly hearts you

We can see that much

From its wooden frame

And you heart the trees

And you heart the moss

And you heart the plant

And you heart the soil

And you heart the rock

And you heart the air

And you heart the sun

And you heart the sky

(With no pauses:)

And the sky looks down

With its infinite eyes

Every drop of vapor

Every errant eddy

It sees everything

On the whole wide globe

But its only thoughts

Are right here with you

(Resume pauses:)

Because it hearts you

It always hearts you

It deeply hearts you

Feel how it hearts you

And there's a little heart

Floating in the sky

And everybody wonders

Whom it's beating for

The truth is that it hearts you

Yes, it hearts you

Hearts you

Hearts you

Hearts you

Hearts you

Hearts you

Oooo!