I fight with my twin.

You struggle with the scales.

We’re both torn this time

and love won’t prevail.

My opposite, my doppelganger, my sister

And you can balance but it won’t fix us.

What you seek I can’t give away easily

and what I need you won’t give to me.

My what an astrological web of disaster we have woven.

Think fondly of me, my Libra Lover.