My sister, my one true twin. I synthisize in the day, you exhaust at night. You're my true equal, and my true hope. I will catch you when you fall. You will pull me to rise. Together we can live another night. Together we can see another light.

Let us stay in the garden, let us sit and touch. I know you don't care for all that much- but let me show you what I made. It has these things that make you stay.

Let us toss our lives, back and forth, keep the ball up, keep it light. Keep us breathing, Another night, another fight, another day in which we have no say. I just want our paws together. I see these roots, our lives in twain. We both know how you feel the same.

This is what I fought to claim. A resting place. Where the showers are warm and misty, the breeze woven like silk. You and me, these gusts of life. Pushed together by great forces, exponential forces. fronts and systems. A world of a galaxy of a universe so enourmous, to claim control of it, a fleeting action- forgotten the moment it is spoken. The control is fine-tuned because of its enormity. We go and we live and we die and it is all in alignment.

In reach, In touch, we will always remain. At the end of everything, it will be echoed- I and you. then no two at all. We will fall into our arms. Tumbling against eachother, whipped into submission, colliding, beaten, loved, despised. A moment with us. The last grumble of thunder in a giant of gas, suffocated, blinded, shellshocked, numb and dead, but our breeze carries away, and our spirits stay the same.
You and I for all time.