He’s the yang to my yin,
the yin to my yang.
He is my sun,
and I am the damp earth that needs grounding.
When he needs adventure
and I need warmth,
we swirl around each other
like an artist mixing colors.
He needed maturity.
I needed protection.
He needed depth.
I needed stability.
We needed fun.
He provides the structure.
I provide the activity.
He needed awareness.
I needed rest.
He is the yin to my yang
and the yang to my yin.
I am his world.
He is the sun
and the stars in my sky.
