deviousways

In the beginning, it was just me and him Then you happened Inside I was you and me, and yet, just me too One body and two living, breathing, growing beings What could be stranger, really? Or more perfect. I used to think he and I were whole, A unit--complete in ourselves Not anymore. Without you, there is no us. We created you (and what a miracle that is!) But you define and delineate us You keep us alive to possibilities And to each other