Prism

We are one together
like the dark coffee beans
and white coffee blossoms
like the ruddy henna dye
and the white henna flowers:
your seed gives root
to my blossoms that
nourish your fruit; like
opposites on a visible
spectrum, I take, you give
color, while the puzzle
of our belonging appears
as mysterious to the world
as does the existence
of zero to the mathematician.

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