Twin Hearts

Born as lumps of clay, we sought another of the same substance;

Two Hearts, blended blood, dreams crisscrossed together;

Then it mattered only what shape and vague similarities we possessed..

Vessels unformed, untempered, no inner-soul vision yet appeared..

No conscious control of the fire-forming process,

Flaws and fineness mixed in the same oven of time..

Revealing gestures unlocking the golden in-lights of the soul;

Two hearts welded as one, satisfying loves hungry longing..

Never thought out, never planned, but nonetheless woven together,

Hiding the flaws of the heat process momentarily, now, forever;

Matching the hearts perfection, one in the other,

Enveloping both souls desire for one of the same..

What happened to us, that we find ourselves,

Lost in the wonder of each others embrace.