We are one
But not single!
Like a book
Folded and kept in a shelf…
When someone opens it
There come two sides
‘You and me’
Or ‘me and you’!
With nothing in between
But everything in between…
When I come to you
I vanish
And vice versa!
But at the end
We have an epitaph
Instead of an epilogue!
Good write..............I invite you to read my poems........They are sick of fairness, Elemental poetry...........Thank you.
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good one, good write, good epitaph.