Rickey Rivers Jr.
The way the stones in the bricks glitter, it is like the twinkle in your eye.
The eye patch doesn’t distort beauty. It adds to the mystery inside.
You are not some monstrosity. I do not repulse.
I welcome all of you, every bit of your history.
You are not a beast.
My wrapping arms will show you.
In turn, will yours the same to me?
You understand not needing all the words to know what I mean,
likewise the order’s formality.
Together I’d love with you to be.