The One I Know

on

Sewn together lovely
in troves up above me
I keep a trinket kept to
see what sight saw be.

Albeit to a point accrue
rapport of words, truth;
belief remembering too
there’s no good excuse.

I gift you the moment
take me at my word I
break in to two but then
I can heal with a reply.

We can be known shine,
we can be so damn blind,
we can and need a time
a mind need to try mind.

Rebel my love rebel man,
in the sun all is seen so
no one sees you for the
genuine rebel you know. 

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