Uncommon
we soared over clouds
didn't dare look below
capricious emotions
could wither or grow
you played your guitar
i liked what i heard
but to finish your song
you needed my word
i'm low man on the totem pole
and you're my belle of rock and roll
"now play that song with twice the soul -
don't you love it?"
there's oneness in twoness
to stare in the eyes
of one who looks deeply
embracing surprise
one jigsaw piece left
in the puzzle of you
do i fancy that piece might be me?
or who?
i'm minoring in history
you're majoring in mystery
do i like you unconditionally -
do i love you?
will you touch my life?
will we fly to clouds above?
is it me or who?
is it like? is it love?
we had our lives ahead of us
we had so much in common
and as you once remarked to your cat,
"how wonderfully uncommon is that?"
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