She too loves me like a
pie
And uses me for her
help
In need of entertaining
herself
I don't mind this way
treated
For her wisdom being
greeted
Still, we don't pull on
well
For her desires go like
spell
What goes wrong, I
ponder
With me or with her, I
wonder
Even mutual need and
love fail
In keeping us happy
together
Man and woman are said
To be antonyms of each
other
Grammar books go on
further
Keeping this deep into
her mind
She behaves opposite to
mine
When I become soft with
concern
She responds being very
stern
On my responding in her
way stern
She gets soft and shows
concern
On my revision getting
soft again
She comes to her stern
regain
This way, our love
keeps cracking
Like blow hot, blow
cold packing
We feel good on one day
Go allergic on the day next
Though I try to be my
best
What she needs to know -
Man and woman are
reflections
Of each other in mirror
of life
To behave soft when I
am soft
With right, be tough for
me tough
That way, we can go
together ripe
A long way on the
passage of life
Else, my life is a hell
without her
I wish to treat her as
bird's feather
Soft and tender, way
she is made
But keeps me on the
edge of blade
What I expect from her
To be standing in front
of me
When I look in a mirror
She be reflection of my
mood
To be good when I feel
good
Like children playing
in a park
Tit for tat,
reflections stark
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