Braid of Souls

In the weave of time

As my life’s entwine

Round the souls that combine 

In the ply of love

`Long the edge of the braid

Strands that end and fade 

Of the fibers that fray

Through the tension of seasoning

In the mind as a mist

The sunlight that kissed me

Set on horizons of when

Like a specter I knew

In the wind as it blew 

Through my heart

In caresses of blissful remembrance

Then how can I pale

At new love

If I fail 

Once again

Imagined or real

Through the things that I feel

I’m exalted

Or brought to the pit alone

These reflections of self

Dance in others by stealth

Bounce my image around 

Like a house of mirrors

Do we actually touch 

Another as much

As we worship our own

Seeking bone of our bone

While indulging a fantasy

If there is a pure view

In the cleaving of two

An extension of self

Then they truly are 

Actually one in the same

Braid of soul