You are always there,
wherever you are
doing things so characteristically
you.
Any time I chance to sweep by,
peep in, it is never same,
but it's always true.
I'm reminded of that old magic trick.
The magician with circles interlinked.
With a metal shoosh and a swoop
of hands - link breaks! Yet somehow
I can't help but think we remain
thus enlaced. Call it anything.
Call it quantum entanglement
if we like. No matter how physicists
stamp and fume
at our ham
-handed mis
-struck metaphor,
it's alright.
Call it ours,
call it shared
or joined. Scratch
a mark on the board.
+1 to the score.
Call it just how I am
sees just how you are.
Always there. Sometimes here,
and come back for more.
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