What a pair we are,
you and I –
You, amazed you’ve lived this long,
and me afraid to die.
Both of us require control
and seek to take command,
but neither one enough confidence
to take the upper hand.
Instability is the chain
that links our souls.
We embrace security
to consummate our goals.
Certain of our natures
and sure we’ve found romance.
We never bow to winds of change,
nor leave our days to chance.
More than providence
seals our fate –
we secure our destiny
despite the Bigot’s hate.
Undiscovered passions
ensure our lasting bond,
And looking past our own despair
we hope for life beyond.