I left a part of myself with you
long before we crossed over to this plane
a kind of insurance deposit
so when I find you I retrieve it
it is strange the way I touch you just to feel myself
I can’t tell if these hands are yours or mine
but I use them like a lever
pulling us together
the stars collided long before we came here
their ghosts are in attendance
memories I trace along your palm
all this history is written in our DNA
genes I splice to get closer to you
it is odd admiring myself from another body
which seems to have what I lack
I take the parts and become someone new
a terrestrial facing the sky
rather than beaming down from it
born together when we die
my third eye winks at me from you