Puzzles

His oxygen speaks volumes
Secretly joined at our centers
And exchanging growth.

This is our puzzle
Done on instinct.

A meeting of our senses
For all we weave and build.

And though I am him
Nothing can surprise me
and I don't take everything from this
I know I should.

But now I'm not
A puzzle done alone
Or missing pieces
Of my structure.

We live in each breath
Aimlessly bound
A hearts agreement
To never come down
And not share ourselves with anything else.

He is my
Puzzle I love
Keep him warm in the shelters
In here inside myself
And all we weave and build.