Imagining the person
That will make me a duality
And cause me to say those
little words like “we” and “us”
The closeness and safety
Of being one of two
Not a better half
But a balanced whole
In my world defined by what is mine
Bearing the weight of the singular self
I long for the tenderness of the phrase
“our home”
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