rojan

her heart
beats goodwill,
she lives beyond
rudimentary rules
of tolerance. she
scolds me with
a smile, and
heals my confusion
that i cling too,
my bitter organic
disorders. better
am i she plays
a finer part. the
songs she sings,
are untiring hymns
of amusement.
her wisdom of
innocence is well
hidden. she has
fallen into my
full circle.
where i began
she offers me
my conclusion.
did she know
this? i would
wish to emulate
her, not Just
imitate her.

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