You and I are poetry together.
We are empty words apart.

Collectively we quiet quandaries.
Alone we feel the peace depart.

Asunder life’s splendor fades.
When merged we become art.

poem © Copyright 2020 Aarron Laidig

and I know you all are here mostly for my scribbles rather than my attempts at wordsmithing , so… here is the original scribble sketch without the words and color tint.

~ by Aarron on January 7, 2020.

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