Somehow you still suprise me
After all these years in my head,
In my heart
In my soul
So much we can
Still teach
Still learn from one another
(I'm listening, love...)
Even though we may appear
Similar to the world outside
(...)
We approach the world in different ways
(Tell me, Teach me, love)
We look at a problem
From opposite corners, I guess.
I'm the one who wants
To take it apart
To see how it's made
To know how it works
So it can be put together
In the right way,
The first time
Without problems
(I can see that, dear)
If I may be so bold
And to comment on you
You are a builder
(Go ahead, love, what do I build?)
You build on the foundation that exists
And if that foundation is flawed,
You gently fix it which is the opposite
Of my policy of tear down and rebuild
(I see what you mean)
But the system is redundant
That is good
It covers any flaws
Catches the slips
Together the two are powerfully
As partners
As lovers
As Friends
Bound together for the greater good
(My word is my bond. Never doubt that)
When you begin to share stress gestures,
Then there is no tighter bond
(True. I'm surprised some of ours haven't caught up to us in upkeep.)
The Ramblings of one Partical-ular mind. Using words to create a cohesive whole of the universe. Poems and Foreign languages and mixed media.
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