My inner child speaks
In ancient metaphors
Time trapped
She finds comfort
In the simplicity of similie
Her incessant questions
Often drain me
I struggle to answer
Because I too seek
The answers
So I can't answer
To her satisfaction
When I reach for
My feminine side
I let her speak for me
Painting rainbows
In the grey that is my reality
But I'm a bit of a control freak
So that only happens temporarily
Often we laugh together
Whispering in the privacy
Of my heart
The only interruption
Coming from he who resides in the mind
Imposing his logic on our harmony
Which makes three
He, she, me,
We are disjointed layers of me
To be is the infinity
Of the different sides of me
But my truth lies in he & she
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