There are times I find it hard to see
that there is you, and here is me.
A strange correction in between us
warps the space so we may meet.

And we may mate and make more things
that before long will look and seem
like mere extensions of what we
have come to be:
not you and me
but we.

A holy "Oui!"
A "Hallelujah!"
"Hip-Hooray!"

08/26/2012

Author's Note: For my wife, who makes life worth living.

Posted on 08/26/2012
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