I said it
You had thought it
I thought 
What you had said
You have a wondrous talent
For getting in my head

You root around among my thoughts
And then they’re on your lips
Spoken in your measured voice
As though you’ve read the script

You speak the words I fear to say
Held shaded in my heart
Once verbalized, fear fades away
Thus losing all its power

I love it when we talk about
How things make us feel
And when we manage to resolve
An obstacle perceived

We’re not seeking perfection 
Our lives have been, will be 
Complex, weird and messy
Yet blessed by synchronicity