Proscenium

Connection of duplicity, me and you

Manifolds itself through a topological space

Creating a continuity

Our convergence

It's central and unifying

Twain intersecting points

Coming together from different direction

Impossible for us not to meet

Solo solitary

Consolidate

When I kiss you

I pressed my forehead against yours

Feeling myself merging with you

The combination of you plus I

A duet of diverse elements

We sync as an aggregate

Forming a collective whole

So, forgive me if I press my lips against you so hard

Or beset my body against yours too firmly

I crash into you

I crash into you

Out of love

Wanting always be a part of this

As nothing feels better than being one