One
To become one flesh, one mind,
two hearts must bare the inmost shrine;
it is then two souls can intertwine
and mingle on the utmost spire,
fuel to feed Love's sacred fire,
consumed upon its flaming pyre.
From that altar just one will rise,
a phoenix winged to split the skies:
all that was two in ashes lies.
Copyright, 1987
Faye Lanham Gibson
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