My sentences
aren’t finished for me
and as importantly
thoughts are synonymous
as random concepts
anonymously
pass between us
crossing paths
simultaneously
synaptic counterparts
a completion complemented
yet compliments
not completely necessary
for you feel how I know
and I know how you feel
and to the contrary
though very much real
the lack of coincidence
coinciding between
these parallel lines
well below the surface
of this interconnectedness
within the sublime
slows its flows and coagulates
on the artists palette
long enough to reanimate
the mandala
that is us
poethereal 
Two hearts beating as one…this concept, once foreign to me, is now us.
Indiscernible is the difference in the rhythms synchronized ❤