Alone. A lone spark shot out from the fire.
A longing in me.
All one could see.
Alone.
A lone heart pumping blood,
a feeling,
am I the only one?
Together. To get to know.
To gather yours and mine.
To be
the two of us
no longer apart.
Together.
To get there
we
tiptoe
across the divide.
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