You in MeA Poem by AllenSWhen we Fall in Love, boundaries we have used to define our lives and relationships, become porus for a time. We begin to ask identity questions once again.
What is this YOU that is not me,
This ME that does not see you? What is this need I have to differentiate, To see the straight between to continents, To feel the space between our reaching arms. What is there in me that finds itself in separation Delineation Demarcation It is as though I need to know the "not I" Before I know the "I" I seek Strange notion Strange need Strange nectar to feed The god of being. Where are the toughting Cistene fingertips? Where is finding myself in you, Knowing self in your reflection? What if that is the only ME that exists? © 2019 AllenSAuthor's Note
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6 Reviews Added on March 24, 2018 Last Updated on February 21, 2019 Tags: Relationship, entanglment, freedom, growth Related WritingPeople who liked this story also liked..
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