Spindling roots tangling like twine
Crossing for brief rendezvous with intention of staying forever,
But connected to different life forces
Drawn in different directions.
You're like a maze... or a cavern to me,
I know the pieces you show me...
but out of my view you are as mysterious as the roots that constitute us.
Winding erratically in a path only big enough for impulse.
But while your impulse emanates euphoric bliss
I hope it brings you back to me
So our roots may entangle once more.
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