Thursday, October 21, 2010

one nine

Forget-me-nots
Regret the knots
But no matter what’s said
We’ll share a twin bed
Cause laughing, dancing, just being with you
More than fills the spaces in my head
Too much ahava for one bunkbed to handle
So we’ll separate like flame and candle
A thin wall apart
We knock 3 times
(Good night, other part!)
Our rituals are rhymes
Right brain, left brain
Different but the same
I’m just a verse to your refrain
But we’ll always harmonize to the same song
First sentences to first duet, connected all along
The root of the root of sixteen is two
The two of us are shades of purple, not blue-
The most human color is that of the ocean
Where we float, summertime, despite all commotion
Lyss and Elle went up the hill to fly a pretty kite
Lyss fell down, but wouldn’t frown
For they had a witty night
Full of slams, photos, and whole wheat crust
The moon shined down as they shook some dust
And that’s why yin and yang are always a must
Because you never know what life might thrust
So after 19 years of having blood thicker than water
We still balance out like a teeter-totter
When I’m up in the air, you’ll never stand
But if you did, and I fell, all I’d need is your hand

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