Opposites Attract

You are man. I am woman. Lighter, darker. Taller, Shorter.

In many ways we can never be the same. Our likeness is disproportionate. My curvatures do not align with your parallels.

So how am I drawn to be close to you? To simply caress your reflection while not disturbing my own. My desire to be whole eludes me when I feel your presence.

Why be complete when being a part of you is sufficient. You hold me high as I look below into your eyes. Two become one, one is never enough.

We need the balance, the dichotomy, oh the Irony of being the opposite of you. There is no fair game in Tetris that our bodies play while intertwined in euphoria.

Me and You. Or maybe just you and just me.

-Melissa Mathews