we compliment each other like yin and yang.

when our feet tangle in the winter i'm the one 

wearing socks and shorts when she's barefoot

and wearing flannel pants. but in the summer 

i sleep barefoot and she wears socks. 

our bodies are like a chinese finger trap:

we interlock at both ends and you cant 

pull us apart without breaking us. 

she wears my heart in her chest to remind

her that it beats for her and her only. 

she is my lobster.