2 in a nutshell

We are chalkings

on a blackboard

then soon to dust.

We are a constellation

for the other

to compel us along.

We are secret acquiescence

into an unpronounced tantra.

We have drunk the other’s nectar

with unquenchable thirst.

Nothing about us

is perfectly clear.

Many lessons come about

from expectation’s curses.

We scratch

each other’s nervous system

without relief.

Often exquisite pain

from the other’s slightest of insults

collectively chorus

to a shared flashpoint.

We have argued

like few mountains to the wind.

We were emotional

more than karma

could have restrained us.

Neither of us

is fooled by rational thought.

We have cried

but never so deeply

as to shut either one of us up

or shut us down.

At times, we make no sense

to be with each other

and it is transformational.

We are passioned

as permissioned

but in deep disguise.

The scale of transformation,

no matter for the movement,

is the compliment ever forward.

Engagingly grateful is a perceptive

gained from the other.

Maybe timely exists is

as an attribute for both of us.

Sympathetic tones in our voices

become methods of shared touch

as we emotionally become present

for each other.

We are pursuant

for the I.V. of the other.

We are the calm beyond chaos,

before any measure’s call.

It is all for

the effortless expansiveness,

that potential wake-up we have

at next moment’s dawn.

That’s two in a nutshell,

if I have to tell all.