Him:
A fleshy sack filled with regret and shame
That wades through space and splashes through time,
He’s cut out his lungs, his heart, and his brain
To save others from meeting their terrestrial grim.

Her:
Novel and unexpected. A well
of confusion.
She’s glorious. Though,
I’ve never seen her lips,
And I’ve never touched her hand.

Both were my only.
Forever and now.