Conjoined.

Conjoined and bound by love,

We are forever intertwined.

My folly is that I forget. 

Whether I’m aware or not,

I am forever embedded,

I am you 

And 

You are me. 

Now I pray,

That I never forget,

So I live in the wisdom of,

Knowing that I am, 

Bound by a love that sets me free,

I am so immersed, embedded,

That I am finally free. 


We are impossible to separate, 

We merge, conjoined, 

With no boundaries of spacetime. 


Only sometimes I realize,

I am you 

And 

You are me. 

Why does this last for just a fleeting moment, 

Can the wisdom sit in my heart,

So I never lose it? 

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