Something More

there is a part of me in you,
in every move you make,
every thought you think,
in every sleepless night...

there is a part of you in me,
in every time i do the right thing,
every gentle and good thought,
in everything i believe...

there is a part of us in God,
and a part of God in us;
that cannot be seperated
and still feed the flame of living.

there is a part of love, and the whole,
written by our destinies.
you and i, and something more,
that words cannot define.

poem by Eric Cockrell
Submitted by Poetry Lover
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