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Poetry - 3. Who do we really know?
Knowing you from the beginning, our beginning
Your thumping heartbeat, your sweet one sided smile, and slow raspy breathing in the night
Less and less can I always have the answers, as you travel a path I can’t follow
Is this the way it must be?
I know. I try to understand.
But oh, those sporadic moments when I feel I might still know you completely.
They surface suddenly
whales rising from the deep
those bursting bubbles filling me with their effervescence.
But they come infrequently
and offer me
only a weak replacement for the omniscience of years past.
I feel a loss.
In uncounted thousands of days
when you are engulfed in manhood
will I know you at all?
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