Shaking, figit, twigit; is that a thing?
Jumping, jumping, jump; how high is enough?
You say jump, I say when?
As though you’re stepping in too close.
To make eye contact with your twin.
Fill in the blanks, where you can’t see; what you see is what you are, you are me.
Two is who you can’t see, for he is he and I am me.
Look beyond to foresee; the miirror, I cannot pretend is me.
You are free, free to be.