Questions for you (1) & You're Mine

Questions for you (1)

My dreams and thoughts,
thoughts and dreams,
are yours as mine seem?
My dreams are fantastical and amazing to view,
they get effected by what to me the world does do,
they react to the affecting from the views of my you,
and still they remain fantastical and amazing to view.
My thoughts are twisted back to being leveled and straight,
they are confused into understanding each state,
they organize themselves and ideal to contemplate,
and still they are twisted to be leveled and straight.
And you?
What do your dreams and thoughts bring to light?
Are your thoughts twisted straight into the night?
Are fantastically amazing images brought to sight?
Like mine do?

You're mine

You are mine.
Internally feeling your life,
feeding your mouth to survive,
together we force the other alive.
You're mine.
Intellectually diminished by one,
interrupting the other before done,
mine.
Without you I am just a part,
erratically beating the rhythm of heart,
breathing pointless air each breath,
separated from you at your death.
Mine.
You are mine.
Internally stealing your life.
Mine.
Now take a deep breath.