cycling.

pick your gender kids
and press down hard
heed the warnings
and make a choice
you must,
you must...


i have found
no sudden movement easy

nor heart to give

or heart to scar

because we -
though a siblings distance apart -
were the best thing i ever did
in straight honesty
and now you want to be thirty
and i,
i just want to go back to the start.

and when the two roads diverged
the second time
i took the one less traveled;
righting the wrongs of the past...
here you are with demands
you aren't old enough to make
placing another candle in my cake

and I want to be thirty
but you're still stuck at the start.

presently
I've tossed my compass
and found my torch;
in the light my heart
knows the way
absent of rules...
and I found myself
in authentic bliss
over your fingertips kiss
that brought

us

here,

at the start
ready to be thirty.