I said, "Last night I dreamed of living
in the lower level of a duplex."
She said, "Surely it was a nightmare
knowing the space where you lived
when I first met you."
I said, "Though my stay ended so lovely.
You riding in on your beautiful stallion
to save me."
She laughed. "I remember calling out
for you to let down your hair so I could
pull you up."
I laughed too and added, "And here
I had just taken the clippers to my hair."
She said, "And thus began our long
tradition of making do with what
the other has given to us."
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