Together, Separately

I write my heart out to you,

My deepest thoughts, pettiest fetishes

I give you, pieces of me as I write,

for you to put them together.

Pick them up, as you walk,

Carry them all,

if not as a book,

at least as a page.

A page, folded, 

and kept in a pocket 

close to your heart.

And let them beat together,

separately.