You dwell in silence; I thrive in loquacity.
You study the human body; I dissect language and pieces of literature.
You color the world with your songs; I, through my poems.
You tell stories thru your paintings; I, through my prose.
You race in sunshine; I dance in the rain.
You are forgivingly resentful; I am remorsefully forgiving.
We are like fire and ice: your temper being cool; mine, burning.
You melt while I burn, and I die as you melt.
You are here; I am there.
No matter how much we try,
it seems like we can never be.
And to top all these, we are bound to follow
social conventions, norms, and restrictions—
because no matter these contrasts, we are not much different
from one another. We are actually the same.
But despite the fact that we share the attributes
of the double-lettered chromosome,
at breath’s distance, we stand on opposite poles.
And opposites attract.