The Throw - I

Strange symmetry
the ellipse that captures
conversation, eyes,
the hand that founds
a dynasty, that waves
a life away.

The curve is jointed
set and running -
presence is
reality is
him and me -
strange company, duality -
strange symmetry.

The hands that tell the time
on my watch,
call a warning
but agree.
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