I am a candle, she is the flame.
She is the handle, I am the blade.
I am the gamble, she is the pay.
She is the banjo ... I know how to play.
I am the ammo, she is the gauge.
She is the chandelier, I look up to and gaze.
I am the camouflage, she hides in the shade.
She is a panther, I'm the jungle where she lays.
I am the answer, she questions my taste.
She is my gander, I am the founder of grace.
I am a mammal, she is the blood in my veins.
She is ample happiness, yet I am the pain.
I lie in the desert like camels, while she is the rain.
Individually we are defined examples, together isn't the same,
because I still don't know who we are on this plain.
My heart battles my mind in shame.
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