I stare
They share their life with me
Raw memories of scabby knees
Their lust and love and pain and pride
I ride with them through bliss and grime
Laughter sparks with shocks of fear
Sang long ago
They glow sincere
And when I whisper that one word
I watch the moment as it’s heard
They turn to dirty greed and grin
I feel them strip me to my skin
Bling boils and bursts behind your eyes
Reflecting in this pair of mine


 

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