In the morning I came to her
1,000 yellow bees
whirring 2,000 lacy wings,
or 4,000,
I guess I'm not sure of the anatomy.
A silence between us
(such is the space between sisters)
twin stars in an ocean of universe.
Still, between my humming
and her silence
was something like love
and a voice all my own
I've not heard since.
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