one soul reaching for the other
if only our skin was not such a bother
we could be the one
that our spirits think they are

'let me in!' you say to my skin
'get outta my way' to yours I say
we laugh at our absurd souls
as Love melts the boundaries

a mirror we may be
yet a stranger I see
when off in the land
of our individual I's

"who's that?" I ask
"not sure what to do" says you
we surrender and learn
for this, too, is love's earn

no where else could I be
but here in this union-of-journey
the ebb and flow
of one and two

'thank you' said we
to the Divine He-She
and to us as we seize
for we grow with ease

(I notice the more I hang out with a two-year old, the more my poetry reflects Dr. Seuss...)