And when

We part

Will it

Be a

Cork from

A bottle

Or the

Heat on

Snow will

It be

Spring to

Summer or

Fall to

Winter me

I prefer

To shine

Thinking of

You as

Our sun

Sets last

And in

Life if

You listen

You discover

You not

A cookie

Cutter cut-out

Of someone

Else and

Then you

Might meet

Him as

Oddly shaped

As you

And that

Your edges

While not

Precise do

Fit in

A way

That brings

Together a

Picture that

When seen

By others

Is beautiful

You realize

Your own

Oneness that’s

Now twoness

We’re caught

In the

Middle somewhere

Between night

And day

Not the

Ocean or

Mountains not

The plains

Or the

Valleys we’re

Not negative

Or positive

And we’re

Definitely not

Zero what

We are

Is us