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He's never careful.
And rarely fearful.
He doesn't know how to be. Because embarrassment or ridicule are mum to him.
There's so much passion and curiosity spilling
out all over the places and things that he trips on.
He assumes he's invited. And welcomes himself always.
He loves you like you'll never leave him.
And pouts only because he trusts you love him back.
He doesn't watch where his legs are going, or feet, any grey part
Because if there is something worth going after
who has time to plan how to get there.
Sweatpants in his mouth make him happy
And no one has to understand why.
Because he understands perfectly while
he steals them off the bathroom floor.
Don't get too near his treasures
Because while protecting comes natural
He doesn't always know just how to say things
Without hurting or scaring a grey thing he loves
And some things that he likes
Are just what others like
And sometimes burying bones places
that others have never been
Shows just how uniquely him he really is.
....By Lindsay....
