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  • Your blue socks
    a soothing shade of indigo
    soft on my feet.

    We were a pair
    same height, same size.
    We shared it all, even clothes.
    I felt sexy in your jeans;
    your love next to my skin.

    In giving and taking
    what was mine was yours.
    But how could you clip
    my sister's tender bud?

    When you left
    I kept your blue socks.

    I bet you didn't even miss them.

    Photo by Paul Mageau Oct 2012
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