Once alone

One becomes used to it

As if it’s correct

The right way of being

Then one becomes two

Slowly

Like mountains pressing together

Into something new

And daunting

While you were sleeping

Now when you walk

You walk together

And when you breathe

You share the air

Having merged to the point

Where pulling apart

Takes scalpel and saw

Leaves blood and bone

Scattered on the table

A talented surgeon

May be able to save one