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His knees tucked in, legs slightly spread,
video game light reflects in his glasses, obscuring
his smiling like the lucky—though lesser—of the gay archetypes:
deceptively young-looking yet criminally overaged,
that smile
as though holding a torch for the youth we're beaten out of.
His childlike, grinning, ignorant serendipity
juxtaposed by you—though greater:
your bare, marked face reflecting precocious light
proudly, knowingly observing it
you so elegantly mature—
perhaps, too, criminally overaged—
and radiantly wise through your clear appreciation
If you are his lover,
I envy him.
If you are his father,
I envy him.
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