Plastic Water Bottles
you and I
whilst apart;
we were seperate &
each bottled up between a thick plastic layer.
The first time we collided
our caps blew off &
we fused together into an ocean,
a harmony of waves.
Our hearts were the sun
wrapping one another in the warmth
melting our tides together;
no seams, just
you and I
A Constellation of Creation 