Teen Ink

   Our love

for each other

hides deep inside

like a child

under his covers

scared of the dark.



He protects me

with his shield

and armor

Yet

We fight

Among ourselves

like warriors

pinching

and punching

and best of all

pillow fighting



He makes me laugh

like a clown in a circus

or the three stooges

fighting among themsleves.



But best of all,

I can send him my love

Without uttering a sound

Or saying those three little words

Or getting all mushy.



He's my big brother.