Learned

10 Dec
I love your smile on a good day.
I muss your hair when you're asleep.
Oh my God are you like me.
Let me sit while you paint the scene.

Wanna fight? No, I'm not keen.
God of fire brings a steel beam.
Thunder always follows lighting.
Counting tremors like they're sardines.

No, hug me back I need to know.
I know, I know, I'm so verbose.
And you are fire, throw fist kick toes.
Accidental school like old crows.

When we rescind and reconcile
and settle down with camomile
I talk again, you nod and smile.
I clip a crow, it walks a mile.

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