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