Relationship

And then there’s 
eyesight and then 
there is vision 
one imagines while 
the other creates 
I imagined you 
and you in 
turn created us
And that one 
beach day I
imagined a city
made of sand 
and while I 
sat in shade 
you baked in
sun building it
this is what 
a relationship is 
and neither one 
of us is 
ever less but 
rather effortlessly slide
between being the 
painter and painting