Gaps between us

We need some

Contrasts for colour

Textures and tastes

To compliment,

Not compete

I confide everything to you

I can with English

Everything else is biology

Chemistry

Strings of theory

Matter that never really collides

Wave deflect and amplify and correlate

Corroborate

Common threads,

Combing out the tangles of our difference

Separateness is an open wound, always

Slashes across our grain,

An ailment of alignment,

Cross-cut junctions

We need to function

Smoothly joined when reglued,

Soothed

Sanded, oiled, fit for use

Four legs to walk forward,

One back to bear a banquet

With spaces between seats. Enough for elbows,

Knees and feet to reach across

Secret searching the underneath

For each others toes

Soles match and souls catch

Across a momentary gulf.