The lights dingles,
Above the head of a two
Who's in love
Who's after one another

But as the lights get dimmer
And the space grow further,
Between them

They were in love
Yet,
They fall apart

They have one mind
In history,
Politic,
Art,
Poem,
Love,
But never one mind
In priority.

He has an eye for the future,
And she,
She just long for him, in the present

They are:
The two matching puzzles,
The two pair in love,
Yet,
They are the souls that never meant to be together.