Not Quite The Same
I am a blizzard; you are a flurry:
you are the tea leaves, I am the teapot.
A Lancelot and Guinevere combo:
you're the key; I'm the lock to Camelot.
I am a fantasy; you are a dream:
you're a blazing sun; I am a lit match.
I am a firefly; you're a twinkling star:
you're an itch; I'm a satisfying scratch.
I'm the universe; you are the Big Bang:
you're a shooting star; I'm a starry night.
I'm Quasimodo, you are Notre Dame:
you are the main course; I'm the appetite.
I'm a violin, you're an orchestra:
you are my melody, and I'm your song.
I am a tango, you are a ballet:
not quite the same; that's why we get along.
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