I’ll hold me there, sir, until you come around–
I have gotten pretty good at it, you know.
One shall never be alone, so one shall be one
until two follows. For to be two means to need
three: a knowing one, a loyal two, and a unity
of two; one, two.
Numbers are numbers as they shall remain,
yet our hearts open up as one anyway –
why grieve over nothing lost but a lack of gain?
One will remain and one you are, one soul in time
that chooses to press and fold human smiles
of sympathy, doubt, and certainty in one’s oneness.
November 25, 2013