For what part of the universe is your mother? What half of anything did you discover? For in all relativity: balanced from the center How amazing to be around you, alone is us together
Your angle, loved in my reflection Our friendship, unclear satisfaction As two fishing lines cross in action Communicable *******, communicable companion
This is no love story There is one and just another, sincerely How all things are portrayed in harmony Like the north star, ignorant of its little family
Is it a gift or a curse that it's impossible to express just about anything?