A perfect match

Because
You’re good and I’m not
You earn and I spend
You’re silent and I talk
I do ‘could’ you do ‘ought’
I begin where you end

Because
You’re faithful and I’m full of doubts
You’re whole holy and I’m split divided
You always know all about your whereabouts
And I know nothing don’t want to be guided

Because
You’re an angel a guardian spirit
And I’m a passion flesh nothing can seal it
You-almost unreal too good to be true
And I can hardly ever be up to you

Because
You believe in duties and the tasks
And I like to tear off all the masks
You will always love me I will always love you
Just as all the worldwide perfect matches do

Enlighten me.

©Miroslava Odalovic

poem by Miroslava Odalovic
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