Looking into the eyes of each brother and sister
I can ask what would be a pleasure leaving no blister
Each eye I catch, each warm body passing
can be enjoyed greatly without harassing
How can I absorb the uniqueness there?
How can I disregard things like odd hair?
Will I cram my correct beliefs on them?
not seeing their core and what makes them spin
Can I take off
my tinted shades?
to enjoy man wholly
in heaps and spades
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