The Geography of you and me

We can look at each other
From both sides now;
Letting the distance between
The me in you and the me in me
Soften us.
Knowing so perfectly
Each other’s geography,
We can pause to stay comfortable
In each other’s silence,
Leaving the lights to burn
All through the night.

When I was drowning

There are places inside
My mind
You cannot reach
Colors you cannot
Differentiate
There are roads I
Would have never walked
Without you
And an ocean
I will never see the depth of
Because you
Reached out your hand
When I was drowning.