two hearts
yours and
mine
they make
the music of the spheres
only the
two of us can hear
two souls
yours and
mine
intricatedly
intertwined
we don not
really know where one begins
because the
other never seems to end
two minds
yours and
mine
so
thoughtfully alike and yet apart
reasoning
and yelling at one's heart
not to love
the other, it’s not fine
but we
still do
because the
mind
is nothing
with no heart to write
the
destiny’s intent or might.
