which of us has the dark soul after all

are we beginning to see

past my silly ways   and your bent for turning away

it was fire and ice when you touched my cheek

maybe   just maybe  

what i saw in you   and you saw in me

was something shared   not in us

but in the grim nature of our ancestry   unspeakable 

but there   always   and maybe

we recognized that in one another   maybe that

is what feeds this passion   

i'm thinking it doesn't matter   you touched me

as no one has   though i've said that before

it is no less true   i will follow your lead   gorgeous girl