Ying & Yang

Love is when you look into my eyes and you see everything you need

When the air is sucked out of the atmosphere, but somehow we can breathe

I am day and you are night

Your yang is black
My yin is white

Everything is wrong, but feels so right

When the pale moon throbs with the shining sun

I become your everyone
 All I see is you

love finally feels true ♥

A love sonnet, by Shakespeare

Let me not to the marriage of true minds admit impediments.

Love is not love which alters when it alteration finds

or bends with the remover to remove.

O no
It is an ever-fixèd mark that looks on tempests
and is never shaken;

It is the star to every wand'ring bark
whose worth’s unknown, although his height be taken

Love’s not time’s fool, though rosy lips and cheeks

within his bending sickle’s compass come

Love alters not with his brief hours and weeks
but bears it out even to the edge of doom

If this be error and upon me proved,

I never writ, nor no man ever loved

 - <3 Shakespeare

( born and passed on April 23 )