To: Yin
I'm attracted to you, I'm attracted to you because you're my darkness, because you make me feel like my weirdness isn't bad. With your dark soul, you make me feel comfortable, calm, carefree...
My soul isn't always renaissance, it's also gothic, like yours.
To: Yang
I'm attracted to you, I'm attracted to you because you're the light, because you put up with me when I lose my balance. Your soul and my soul dance to a perfect rhythm.
Balance, it's called.
-(Yin is one man and Yang is another... but I can't mention their names.)
YOU ARE READING
CONJOINED
PoetryFor him, when he hugs me, he makes me feel like I'm coming home after a long day at work.
