scream and shout and bite and worse
and when I wonder about those words
well let's just say I heard it first.
When I wonder about those looks
wonder what is in your books
Wonder where you learned to fight
Wonder where you learnt to bite
and scratch and scream and hate so much
The mirror talks to me.
The reflection in your eyes reminds me.
Then we tickle and laugh and life is good
And now all feels as it should
A breath and I am grateful.
Grateful to you for teaching more about love than I ever thought there was to learn.
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