Friday, July 5, 2024

Poem for Brie

 Neurodiverse as shit. 

Queer as fuck. 


Society doesn't appreciate our gifts. 

Fuck society. 


You are a weaver of Worlds, 

a protector of Truth. 


You are an artist, 

creator of beauty. 


Your curly hair, 

your bright green eyes. 


Your long legs, 

and wide smile. 


You are perfect. 

You are everything and nothing. 


"To the world, you might be one person, 

but to one person, you might be the world."


I'm that one person.

You are my world. 


May we both multiply beauty and joy

with our Love now and forever. 

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