I think that I'd be good for you, and you'd be good for me.
I think that we compliment each other,
we contrast in a way that makes our opposites vivid
and melt in a way that makes our similarities swirl together.
Our minds are both high, floating and realizing the depths of the universe, but
the strings tied from our minds to the core of the Earth have not been broken yet.
I feel things in a way that you comprehend, and
our broken pieces fit together like a puzzle, intricate and sweet.
The sight of your body starts a fire, the hot flames grazing my skin,
turning me red but never burning.
I think that I'd be good for you, and you'd be good for me,
because even though you have your woes, and I have my secrets,
we'd be happy.
I'd make you smile, you'd make me laugh. And
we would fall asleep under the night sky, watching the cosmos swirl and flicker,
comparing the sight to emotions in our hearts.