Isn't it neat
When you find
That there's a fit
Unlike any kind
A nook
For a chin
A neck
To hide in
Wraggly knuckles
A lock and key
A natural buckle
Between you and me
Two feet apair
One size apart
Vanity fair
Of a beating hearts
JKLM
Beauty in darkness; darkness in beauty. Rhyme and rhythm; in bits and pieces.
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