i could match her wit for wit
we meet each other tit for tat
i sit and think of her
as my hunger grows i want her more
my beloved kitty kat
does she know how i want her so
i think not but then again i do
there is confusion even in my thoughts
its true
will it be or will it fade
she is so strong and i am so weak
a beast and beauty here and now
my will is weak and hers so strong
i want to grow i want to love
she wants to teach and be brave
two opposites attracting each other
closer and closer
yet life pushes us farther and farther
can we hold on
can we maintain
will her strength overpower my will
poetry she writes and goals she makes
parties i have and smiles i give
such a benign life we live
on the see saw of love
will her strength and virtue's
run away with her
or will she build them
and take off the mask of her beloved beast
before the last peddle has fallen
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