Two wrongs, one (write)...
Two wings, one flight...
Two artists split words together so heavily, they could bring down the heavenly...
Two pens, one ink...
One paper, two speak...
Two brains, but together as one we think...
Two souls, one emotion...
Four legs, one motion...
Two revolutionist, as one we lead the pack...
Two hearts, meant to only attract...
Two sets of eyes, as one we see...
Two searchers, as one we seek...
Sunken treasure, in the pacific so deep...
Traveling the waves, the membranes believe...
Two minds, as one we fix thee...
Problems cut rarely, but as one we bleed...
Two wrongs one (write)...
Together, we sketch the night...
The moon is our home, sky's not the limit...
We control the rain clouds, precipitation forbidden...
Two, drenched in water, from above...
As one, we (write), to prove, what's become...
Love...