Between great heights and greater lows,
I see you.
No molds and a trembling community,
I see you.
You will love yourself. You will be free, and
I see you.
You often giggle at how trite the world is,
I see you.
What you need, the promise of good, of joy,
I see you.
And in an instant you disappear.
I love our talks
Just don’t love what we talk about