Unspoken Differences

From the calls of the misty wind,

Arises a great cleaving bond.

The sun rises at east yet dawn at west,

How can a pair be separated from the rest.

A beauty and a brawn; a smile and a frown,

In strange ways a perfect pair is born.

Life is strange in its own ways,

Because, even if they are opposites

Without one, the other is gone.