four to five almost six

26 Nov

i want to tell her about

power

while brushing her hair

how it’s like magic

that you must

believe

in nothing else but

how it can be in a curl

lipstick

freshly painted nails

under a breast

in-between ribs we counted

on our own bodies

while looking at dinosaur

bones

in the arrows of kindness

instead of all the other

words we could sling

under our feet

as we walk alone

electricity become

muse

become the light

that blinds

fear

instead i sing

one of our favorites

and say

you are

such a great

kid

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