Wedding
Wedding Some halves don’t want to be made whole. Past and future repel each other no common language. People are people is a high dive—you jump and never knife the water. You we I don’t know anything don’t merge but strange attraction you light years away blink and I blink in synch. You dip spin dive somewhere between board and pool and in another galaxy so do I. Who knows why? S. Robbins from Readings
Sherry Robbins 