The whole world talks in code
Somehow yours I understand
In you I find a resting place
In you I mustn’t fight to stand
And therein lies a mystery
Of twin souls in separate bodies,
With separate minds and separate lives,
But seeing through the same bright eyes
You seem to comprehend my agony
With a soft tongue and wizened lips
I cling to all your keepsakes
When I feel my memory slip
This town is over-bearing
I’m sure my foes make your good friends
But from this nightmare you give relief-
True conversation that never ends