polka dots and stripes

 

polka dots and stripes
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You are my polka dot and stripe
On a fabric of whirlpool.
I trace along the lines
But cannot seem to find you.
Hidden, you curve yourself
To the world,
That obliviously remains under you.
My fingers hit the cracks
And the patches that people admire,
But they feel rough to me.
My blind eyes fail to look at the shine
But my hands feel the worth,
The worth that remains in
Polka dots and stipes,
The worth that other people
Only look,
The worth that other people
Can’t see.

I see you.
And thus, I feel you.
I look through you
And the patterns you house,
A universe of
Polka dots and stripes.

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