My Favorite Creature

Strange to contemplate a face –

saddled in its skin – prey to chromosomal
intimacies like a mother’s eyes, a father’s chin –

odd to think how very unsurprisingly akin
it is to every other face: symmetrically
proportionate, predictably in place: 

except for you, my dear.

You are inimitably here

in every feature.

You're my favorite creature.

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