In an attempt to spit you out,
I saw we'd become one body.
We already share the template
to a double-Y chromosome.
Your long torso, my openness:
we will never turn from virtue.
My hands and feet are cemented,
nor can I hold you in my teeth.
Still just one of us can appear
in the same place at the same time.
Kev
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Sad Poems: Sometimes We Cry
6 hours ago
Sounds like a soul brother and one I recommend that you embrace him. Together the two can be as one while one is as happy as two. Fires are burning, bonds are forged, two become as one. Each is separate and different while each is the same and conjoined.
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