Our Day Together
Up and down the shopping aisles I go
I the poet and you the mathematician
I have a costume called Truth
It takes the enemy and turns it to brother.
Trauma can throw its blunt ugly force
but hold your nose over the next hill.
Can you love with your heart and hands?
It's okay to vent your fears
Now to find the right words to share
I am pretty sure I need you too.
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