We are parts of the same soul
You are ruled by logic and reason
You are drawn to beauty and emotion
You hear rhythm
You draw images that are visually sound
You think in patterns
You process through semiotics
You are my rock
You are my shelter, seeking solace from battles in the world and in me.
Grounded in the past
Gravitated towards the future
Resting in the immediate as though it were infinity
You are my first
and last
We are one
heart and mind, body and soul
One day, we’ll discover soon
soaring through the sky
sailing across seas
What lies in the horizon

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