Molecular

Behind the usual things 

there is something else.

You and I, changed by chance,

late to our own party,

have found something

so profound it is

imprinted within.

I am convinced

it always was.

Before us, we were us;

before them, we were us.

Yes, we are symbiotes,

and the ease with which

we blend is intoxicating.

But there is something else.

It’s there in the scent,

in the folding sleep,

and waking within.

It’s there in the gift

of the first-time feeling.

Forever.

Molecular.