
In shades of red, brown, and skin
Your hair
The smudge of dirt upon your cheek
The arm that briefly brushes up against mine
You innocently, totally, unaware
Start to capture just where
My ever troubled
Ever searching
Soul
Is now
With your quiet joy you ease
My frantic social twitches
My clumsy attempts
At junior cynicism
And together we get past
The long Afternoon and
Even
Longer night.
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