we soared over clouds didn't dare look below capricious emotions could wither or grow you played your guitar i liked what i heard but to finish your song you needed my word i'm low man on the totem pole and you're my belle of rock and roll "now play that song with twice the soul - don't you love it?" there's oneness in twoness to stare in the eyes of one who looks deeply embracing surprise one jigsaw piece left in the puzzle of you do i fancy that piece might be me? or who? i'm minoring in history you're majoring in mystery do i like you unconditionally - do i love you? will you touch my life? will we fly to clouds above? is it me or who? is it like? is it love? we had our lives ahead of us we had so much in common and as you once remarked to your cat, "how wonderfully uncommon is that?"