We are both celestial bodies floating across time.
I am playing the moonlight sonata while you walk on a sun lit floor uttering, "I am walking on sunshine."
We are aligned yet distinct.
Facet, that's the word.
We are sharing the same knocks while I am seeing the dusk while you are having your sweet asana at dawn.
We are connected, by substantial string in our core.
Without presence, space, time; the universe.
Then you struck me with your epiphany.
We were swaddled once but now you made us cleaved out of sheet.
We became an ember out of fire.
Glowing remains, not lasting.
Yet still aligned and will forever be.
Between distance and space,
not wanting for a collision even we collided.