Together, Alone

Love, it kisses sweetly,

And fingers blend too well.

Hearts melt, as waxing moons

Will ever wane to swell.

Entwining souls compound

Like vinegar and oil.

Seasons change, as earth's spice

Love' s constant churning soil.

The universe is hung,

Our pedulum is turned

Not by dim predictions,

But what our hearts have learned:

Each passion draws the point

Like lines on grainy sand,

Which waves, by moon, erase,

Our mother's wiser hand.

Connect the dots, you see,

They all, the stars, have shone.

Without constellation

Each must burn alone.

This flimsy figament,

The lonely human heart,

Creates the paradox

Of unity apart.

Alone we all are born,

Alone we all must die,

But in love we are together,

Together, you and I.