Unconditional

Imbecilic It may seem When love of one Does turn into a dream The hollows that we feel Come in waves of desperation For solidarity to be real Insane Are we that adore The genes that flow in us To our intrinsic wondrous core That authenticates our life bus. Yet Truthfully We are part of each other As much as we may despise We take for granted one another And do not wish to see the others demise. We are a pool, Of entwined souls, That are too true, For we shall always make ourselves whole.