common delight

in the beginning they had been one
undivided
one delight, one breath, one presence

looking at each other they had found
the same spark of life
that was flickering in their own mind
light the other’s eye

reaching for each other there had been
no more division between both of their fingers, touching,
than between their own two hands

but the small gods divided them
for the price of a name
and grammar

I shall henceforth be called I
and you shall be called you
and there shall be common delight
one breath, one presence, one light
no more