We are bonded by our creative spirits.
Blood is thicker than water,
and spirit is thicker than blood.
Our souls convene
in the hallways of our pages,
the writing is on the walls they say.
We get drunk
in the colorful burlesque clubs
of our canvases.
We entertain each other
in the homes built within our songs,
protected by lyrical walls.
in the small town of our creations.