Our togetherness is not the togetherness of our thoracic and pelvic cages
I stand with the vault of my skull as the begging bowl
Pour me the nectar
That glues my grey cells to yours.
Let the electrical discharges from your neurons
Synchronise with those of mine.
Our togetherness, Our union shall not be measured in space between us and time spent together.
It is our union
When the dendrites and axons
Of your neurons
Hug the dendrites and axons of mine.
It is our union
When the red ball of morning fire
Throws the same color of light
Into our hearts.
Verses from the Heart 
Wowwwww
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Glad to receive the wow from cool soni.
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Loved the use of dendrites, axon and electric discharges there! That’s a whole different dimension to describe togetherness 😀
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Yes Ramya It is. Glad that you loved the lines.
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Thanks ramya, for your wonderful understanding.
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Beutiful union. That sounds like a poem from a doc! 😊
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Yes it is ashish.
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😊
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I just had my Biological Psychology class.😄
I loved the Dentrite part, Sir!
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Tx hema. These verses are vetter understood by people who have basic knowledge of human biology terms.
I am happy, hema, you could relate it to your subject at an apt time.
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This is masterful! What poetry! Love the opening and the ending!
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A masterly comment from you benjamin.
Thanks a lot.
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Welcome!
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