Cloaked inside a steamingly hot warehouse

the thought of the thing was stuck deciding

whether to share that gray fear with my spouse

even when on the floor, I kept fighting

Curled softly into each other’s arms

The kids just kept sticking their tongues out loud

With no need to come to terms with their forms

Of their genuine love, I hold no doubt

Hold on, what you just said makes so much sense

I know from how you are looking at me

That he defined trust in terms of a dance

While she sees our cores and how we be

Curiosity in mind, care in heart

Of love, any of this is just a part