09
Sep
15

Two halves

Two halves make me whole,

one throbbing with delight,

the other drenched in distress.

Two halves make me whole

one pushing fluid giving life,

the other pumping, filling me with joy. 

Two halves make me whole,

one the ache,

the other the toll.

Two halves make me whole, 

one an inhale, 

the other the ex.

Together we breath,

as two halves make me whole.

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