Fingers and Toes
the numbers
of age have
no meaning
when love is
using an abacus
she is minus
and i am plus
but meaning
nothing in
abstract geometry
to her concave
i'm convex in an
equation that
perhaps suggests
one can digest
the other or the
other the other
so so together
her youthful legs
rub off on me
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