You came to me and took me to you Held me against your breast As if I was a small, lost child. I am that small, lost child and you my father.
You came to me and took me to you. I held you against my breast And took you in my body Fed you with warmth and tender love. You too a small, lost child and I your mother.
Father and Mother to each other, Son and Daughter, Brother and Sister, Friend, Lover. There's nothing more left to be.
I met Jerome on a busy city street in Baltimore, Maryland, when he was forty-five years old. On that particular day, I was out and about, enjoying a much-needed day off from work.
I wanted to purchase a sukiyaki sub. I parked my car in an area of
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