Besides our lives what may we share let us divide the spoils of our worldly affairs, from one came pairs from two we all proceed.
I descended from one who from nothing everything comes, the legacy of existence divided between daughters and sons.
My other half to complete you is sacred to me, so accept me like the soil accepts the seed.
Gestate my essential essence and through this bring forth to us a mutual attachment, we are one soul in two bodies may we strive for enhancement.
~Dijon Noble~
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem