They go back and then forth

 

Not that they come and go

 

Statement of some status

 

What do they know

 

that others don’t

 

No slamming doors

 

They do their chores

 

And they are one the same

 

Smile when you speak

 

Gentle wave flies

 

Their car wreaks of silence

 

What do they know

 

that others don’t

 

A reality show for Freud

 

If only that man knew
Einstein did know

 

Theory of relativity they gel

 

They mesh

 

Following their own lead

 

Marching to their own beat

 

Round and round back and forth

 

They make you see

 

What you want to

 

Yet they don’t change

 

When you see one

 

they are still one

 

More meek than mice

 

Ah, that’s so nice

 

What do they know

 

that they won’t show

 

Is there an afterglow

 

in their money honey?

 

If they ever need a favor

 

How can you judge

 

their peace

 

their love

 

their devotion

 

their emotion?

 

Them two

 

As one