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When I am one in two 
I hesitate 
To let my thoughts withdraw,
For in the safety of that zone
I trust my friend who hears my voice alone.
She may not finish my unsaid words, 
Though sometimes she does,
She may not understand where I was going,
But she always faithfully tries.

The art of being two is a garden,
Where one hand sows, the other grows.
When birth takes place in the womb of the earth,
The hands fold together as one,
Dignified with grace,
Thankful for the blessing.
A trace of the everlasting
Seen in the unquestioned root
Of how devotion 
A good life fulfills.

In my heart there is a chamber
I share with no more then one.
There is but a single key,
Whose power is to open a world
Where a dolphin lies anchored
To an unbound universe.

Who is in possession of this key,
Is responsible.

To fear, flee and drop the chance to enter
Is a choice the unworthy can make.

To jump, 
To leap into that island room,
Where seas, 
Stormy, serene, salty and fresh
Blind the senses and reshape thoughts,
Is to fall into an ocean where a great dolphin 
Lies in shackles.  Time and action
In slow motion 
Must move.
The setting free of divine spirits an art 
Beholden 
Only to she 
The right one.

She who enters this space,
Where private thoughts wordlessly are spoken,
Where flowers grow on the cusps of waves,
Where faith is more then trying,
Where roots grow from a seafloor miles below,
Where stars in the sky whisper secrets,
Laughing with affectionate wonder
At the two below 
Whose only prison
Is the freedom 
To say yes or no
To a risky life 
Both bonded and unbounded,
Is she whose nimble fingers will by love alone,
Sink the chains and set the dolphin free.

Oh so long has he waited for she his chosen one
So long has he dreamt of the journey to come.
Upon his back she wept and held,
And into the open world they ever went 
And never ceased to be.
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