To be left unexplained

with the passage of time as our witness

An undulating unfolding of depth moves through me

From you

the space to unwither

A reversal possible through forward momentum

To reach up, pulling fruit from our limbs

We cut open the ellipsoid being of our togetherness

The skin then sliced, thin and bright

The flesh bursting with moisture as it is pierced before us

Two halves, flayed and dripping as we reincorporate our wholeness back into our separate beings