Altars are not unique
no invention of mine to exalt or extinct.
The world celebrates this day in an infinite amount of
necessary or neglect
you and I, shareable sister,
celebrate the same in our fate.
Indistinguishable at times, other than
the larger than life one’s mate.
We cannot even unique our way in our call,
as the syllables uttered to our face
are the same.
Inevitable, we share our hearts
we share our length and breadth of bearing
our undivided and insatiable parts
our outlooks and unlimited caring.
In darkness we both hold out our arms
in light our laughter runs unchecked
our hearts beat madly at the blink of his eyes
Our yin and yang pulling together to make
Scatter us to the sides of the universe
and he would stretch his limbs to the point of breaking
his torture voluntary
He would overextend his reach for me
if it meant he could hold onto you
His endeavor admirable but unnecessary
because the universe of our axes