Alchemy With Words
Poetry
Saturday, 3 March 2012
You and I
The bits that fall,
they say it all,
for entropy
is the new, well, ‘me’,
where bonds are gone
and ‘I’ am none.
A unity
that sets each free,
a universe,
no more rehearse,
for this is it,
not just one bit.
You and I,
we are the sky.
©2012 Hey Hey
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