Third Half

Third Half

First,

There was me,
And there was you.

Before there was us,

                There was me and I was whole.
Before there was us,
                I did not need for anything or anyone.
Before there was us,
                I was sated and filled.
Before there was us,
                There was me and there was you:
                                Two perfect halves.
Before there was us,
                I did not know I required you.

I was a viscous, bonded fluid:

Valent, hungry Hydrogen
And Oxygen-formed.

Then there was us,

                And together, made a whole.
                And we did not need for anything or anyone.
Then there was us,
                And we were sated and filled.
                And there was you-and-me:
                                A Perfect-Perfect.
Then there was us,
                And we knew we were essential.
 
Our waters swirled and merged:
Splashing, waving, vesseled,
And completed.
 
And now,
                We are more than whole,
                We are exponential.
                We are more than companions.
And now,
                We are everything and everyone,
                We are more than fulfilled,
                We are drunk and fatted.
And now,
                We are more than a clan:
                                We are Third Half.
                We are more than co-vital,
                We are a utopian megalopolis.
And now we are luxuriant,
                                copious,
                                                excessive,
                                                                diluvian.

Swollen beyond our banks:
Uncontained and overflowing,
Bursting, tsunami'd.

And, I love you.

And, I love
us.

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