"A Dudette"
Dudette you are one of the world's dancers.
Always spreading joy and happiness.
Like the flowers in your bag.
You are a third sister to me.
A pollinating bee.
The world fights with arms and hammers.
Yet you send it your soul's love.
My heart skips to its beats.
Dreaming of you in silk sheets.
I am only a feather.
We always survived the world's cruel weather.
The time I spent with you lasting never.
Forever and together.
I love you best and better.
By Jonathan Billet
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