Poem 22 (49) -- There’s something nebulous about us–

Mikka Mi Amor                 Bones Kendall

There’s something nebulous about us–
Ethereal, celestial and contradictory.
Yet no one I know can doubt us,
For we are real and not a story.
I am tall and you are short
So let me be your umbrella.
I promise not to laugh and snort
When Tommy-boy calls you Cruella.
All across this vast thing called space
I think of you and your pretty face,
And I think about us mixing race,
Which is pretty cool, at least in our case.

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