We are a chestnut
round, curled and smooth
One life hidden
One life warm from the womb
Together the perfect shape of newness
From here we will unfurl and branch into otherness
But for now we are one
The mystery of who we will be yet concealed
in the folding of our limbs
Our breath, our body, our beauty
swaddled in this seed
Hushed and waiting
Hushed and wondering
Still only, sweetly, ours
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