We Exist For Each Other

We exist for each other You can describe pain Once you’re out of its Singular bout. In pursuit of outstretching its arms Time swooped away a soul Leaving behind in its swingeing saunter Crumpled shadow of vulnerability In a pair of avian eyes Swooning further already fragile tone In its gullet. Whether incessant tremulous chatter Calling perhaps the vanished mate (As blaming circumstances and even Mourning over the dead didn’t spell In its utterance) Could tremble the alleys Otherwise welled up with bustle of erections And boughs of clamorous chirrup Over dried up grass in its beak You can assume of! Nature enticingly lures up Existence doesn’t seem to approve, though The entity we fondly call pair. In its silky promise of welding together Love renders on utterly alone. In resolute yet tender grip Of trust in life Under obvious yet intangible Compassion’s shadowy solace The lugubrious call then Flipped over your flitting absence. Having delved its head Into its own soothing wing feathers Time sleeps on your writing table. You can see living make Devout destination for a being To adapt to, Yet you are oblivious of One’s fear in losing it, Poet, why!