Jen Juice

Honor the way you reveal the beauty that marks us – the same
that is mine…right above the belly button – we fed onward
and shine(d)
each other through music and our eyes saw the same moment
and the same time
another day
I look down beneath my breast and remember the beauty mark
That matches yours – with the same name
Connection through synchronicity and the place in time
Me and you met
and did the naked silhouette(d) dance in your living room
and wept…

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