You and I are two, made by
love as twins,
But not as one that every
lover claims.
If we are two, as someone
ridicules,
Let we be so as one’s legs
too are two.
Legs are two, a pair, and not
separate,
But joined at base for a
common purpose.
We aren’t two but a pair for
a cause,
Joined by a knot like the
wedding rings.
By two, legs are stable for
the body.
Lovers be two to balance their
affairs.
Let us remain two; let the
souls walk out.
And join to keep us a pair of
love.
As long as two souls are one
by a knot,
Being two is not a hindrance
for love.
29.10.2008

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