What would it be like to be in your arms? How would I feel protected by your Amazonian charms, for now only a time Filled with worry, my darkest day, I the song bird, long hair, big doe eyes, Would you with your short dark raven red hair Be able to hold me as close and not become Lost along the way, become 'trapped' in the love Or take off when we 'can't get any space' Any other way? You always do remind me Of a twin 'sister,' I your 'brother,' lost in each others Complex similarities. You see the pieces are alike, But when you think about the pieces, The truth is there's no telling if I'll ever be Close enough to explore these arms, Your pizazz, your wild charms, so boyish, yet light. I'll be waiting for you on the other side, Where the colorful green grass meets what's Now become of this endless wait, This extremely dangerous, toilsome life.