I found this on my PC, dated 10th September 2007. Thought I'd leave it here for posterity.
Us, a we, unity. Together.
Apart alone, a lone one twice apart.
From held arms round a willing neck.
Twisted lust, straight love.
Dark black hearts, bright red souls.
Burning up, deep black hot, pyrometric.
Beyond sanity, beyond life,
beyond the boundaries of right, wrong, now, then.
Til reality brings us back apart.
Again the wait. Again the pain of no pain yet.
Again the sharp tenderness of you not you, me not me.
Again the sweet smell of melting rubber sex.
and the soft warmth of trust.
Yours, ours, our own, my own.
The first drops of a life's ocean.
The first swirls of fumbling mixture, from black to white to infinite greys.
I am yours; you are mine. We will learn what that means.
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