buried underneath their marital bonds
is love, and friendship and trust
the tie that binds them both cannot be
underestimated
you hurt one, you hurt them both
even if they are not united
their tongues speak a language of their own
even if there is no word, or a symbol used
it is not their brains that decipher
it is their hearts humming
understanding comes like a curtain blown by air
a presence felt and accepted without question
in bed they dream same dreams
in the bathroom they have the same water
take one, and without delay the other shall follow
old age is their best show.
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