Pure Art
Combine the 2 of them and anything is possible
The intent of 1 and the capabilities of 1
Together in 1 person both are exemplary
With the abilities to have a new mind
Along with unique artistic talent
Now anything is possible
See what they create
With their muse
Pure art

Leave me alone you
Who joined my soul deeply when
I prayed God to help

Big Art: The art of collaboration.

Big bouncing, cushioning,
resonating, in-phasing.

Small piece-by-piece-making,

patch-working, ingredienting,
combining, conjoining,
absorbing,

- collaborating.

No one can see me quite as true
A single coin we two could be
One side is me the other you

Both set on separate sides to see
We're made of same material
A single coin we two could be

Sometimes it seems ethereal
The way we both seem to emote
We're made of same material

Now true sometimes on different note
I'm still consistently amazed
The way we both seem to emote

And when an argument is raised
The way we know the other one
I'm still consistently amazed

When all is said, and all is done
No one can see me quite as true
The way we know the other one
One side is me the other you

I'm missing you so much tonight S, the memories from yesterday
dance behind my eyes, are locked in my mind, the way you kissed my lips, nuzzled the nape of my neck, traced the curves of my ******* and my body with your tongue setting off a tremor inside
When our bodies are joined it leaves me breathless. I'm addicted
to you . Its the only word that describes this feeling inside and just like all the other times my mind and body are never at peace until
I give it chance. So right now, I'll give it chance to explore those feelings again, alone. Close my eyes, take myself back to
our union, breathless and hungry for each other. Body to body, never wanting those moments to end. What a sight to behold. How you loved me, how I loved you how we became one with each other
It was beautiful. And I will always remember each moment shared. I never want this to end, loving you, wanting you
I want this forever and I hope you do too S

When alone
It drifts silently to the dust
When joined
It soars through violent wind gusts

When alone
It is frail, and if pressured, will break
When together
Not one will you easily take

When alone
It is considered extremely light
When connected
They carry an eagle in flight

When alone
A feather is still a unique and beautiful thing
But when united
They transform into a stunning, powerful wing

It was a segment of me joined but never really there.
Having travelled on every footstep but it kept me
anchored below. But all things must at a time
become singular, it felt this time was now.

Time had past and this anchor had become
fainter, I felt weaker with its dispersal from
self. But it wanted independence from a form
feeling it was a servant not a part of the whole.

Awaking in agony as if I had been lacerated
to the core of myself, then I stood up and my
companion had divided its  substance from me.
But all was not as it should be for errors now seen.

Constitution had been unravelled, without this
coupling light had refracted its existence. And
where form was once, now it was devolving into
its basic form that of obscurity dispersing away.

Silent screams echoed through, as shade made a
depletion of actions. Never getting close to its
needed attachment. Instead greeting extinction of
form as they became wisps fading into oblivion.

Those that coalesced and became as singular became
as one. Knew the needing of a symbiotic joining.
They were separated by consciousness but lived
now as one. Inanimate and animate united in life.

*"Just because its beneath you never feel your higher,