Soul Mates
03/30/2007
One half is plagued with migraines,
One half is plagued with lost time.
The two just cannot live together or get along,
Yet time and the universe says they are one.
Conflict keeps them separated,
Grief will not allow a resurrection of love.
Yet here I stand between them,
Yet too; I am friends to both.
How can I see one without seeing the other?
How can I avoid the conflict between them?
Yet here I am the universe's referee,
Yet here I am in love with them both.
Karen is the one plagued with migraines,
Jerry is the one who lost time with half of his brain.
One cannot be mentioned in front of the other,
Yet here I am; friends to the two separate halves that are one.
This was written after a phone call, asking for my help in talking the other into a meeting while I was visiting in Canada.
