Two Tulips in a Pot

Some people think

they’re brothers,

but they aren’t.

Others are quite

certain they are

more than friends,

they’re lovers –

but they’re not.

All we really know

is every day

in every weather,

cold or hot,

they come back,

to the same bench

in the park,

from noon

to one o’clock,

and sit as close

as if they were

two tulips

in a pot.

.

It seems to be

their lot in life:

their spot.

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