She was the yin to his yang. <br />He was the dot to her 'i'. <br />When she was black and white, <br />he was the colors in between. <br /> <br />He finished her sentence. <br />She felt his thoughts. <br />They understood from the inside out <br />because that is how they began. <br /> <br />She was the words, he the notes, <br />together, an endless song. <br />He was her real after surreal dreams, <br />she the pier where he anchored his soul. <br /> <br />He was the rope when all else pulled her away. <br />She was his lamp in the dark. <br />Hers were the blue that mirrored the brown <br />in the looking glass eyes of the heart. <br /> <br />She was the soft to his hard <br />and when the door had closed, <br />when all the lights blinked out, <br />they were both fire and ice <br /> <br />blurring the lines <br />between the she and the he <br />until he was time, she the clock, <br />and together, eternity.<br /><br />C.J. Heck<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/online-soulmates/
