he was beautiful -
even for a boy -
and he laughed
when i told him so.
it was beautiful -
free and full of joy,
with a sound to swallow
sorrow with its glow.
when asked if he believed in god,
said, "he made eve 'n i am odd."
guess we'll never know.
she was beautiful -
even as a child -
and she laughed
when i told her so.
it was beautiful -
jubilant and wild,
with a sound to swallow
sorrow with its glow.
when asked if she believed in god,
said "she made eve 'n i am odd."
guess we'll never know.
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