MIKE MY OLDER BROTHER
MIKE HE TAUGHT ME TO RIDE A BIKE,
TALKED WITH ME ABOUT ANYTHING I WANTED,
HELD MY HEART IN HIS HAND.
GENTLY KISSED ME IN A PLACE NO OTHER COULD,
TOOK ME TO A SECRET SPOT WHERE I LEARNED A LOT.
HE NEVER SAID I BRUISED HIS EGO,
OR GOT MAD WHEN I WAS NEAR,
I GUESS AND WONDER IF HE GOT USED,
TO HIS LITTLE SIS.
A TINY BODY THAT LACKS A FEW,
AND HAS MANY A SCREW LOSE,
I WISH I KNEW.
TO KNOW HOW HE FEELS,
PROBABLY WOULD HAVE MAKE THE QUESTIONS WE,
HAVE ABOUT ONE ANOTHER COME ANSWERED,
AND WE'LL BE CLOSER THEN WE WERE BEFORE.
OH GOD OPEN THE DOOR,
HELP MIKE TO KNOW ME,
AND I TO KNOW HIM THIS SILENCE IS VERY GRIM.
JACQUI SMITH
