with broken feet
a creasing eye
I am grown now
your little one
your twin bird
and another man calls me
Darling
But you are the bones I drape upon
each step to dance
taken in turn of teaching
you taught me to dance
taught me to laugh
taught me to fly
pressing tiny toes
to the tops of your feet
tonight I am your girl
I will dance on with my toes
on your broken feet
Your smile is sagged like mine
our eyes fold as mirrors
I am yours
and will always be
your girl.
1 comment:
This is so sweet... you should read it to him.
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