Plate of Trust

Unfolding a shape out of thin blue air
 Sparking at me
 Thriving with life
 And forming up from the floor
 Which we now share willing
 Molten
 Suddenly there's no separation
 With emotion
 And rhythm
 We cross into each other
 There's a reason
 In endless bonds of pressure
 Sealing the mineral of time
 To us
 As polished plate silver
 We shine to each other
 An open set
 Elements without pair
 Whether it's now, here, or out
 Together
 To be complete
 Both with age
 Many will rust
 But in combination
 There shall be no doubt
 In a plate of trust
 Unfolding a shape out of thin blue air