Mono
One beginning one end
One ascend one descend
One chance for butterflies
One more time for my heart to mend
One touch one feeling
One blush One crush
One strong bond
One tragic break up
One lust One love
One perfect fit like a glove
One glance One trance
One dance I thought we were one blood
One candle One flame
One woman moaning my name
One more night One more sun
One more morning, our spark is doused by the rain
One sadness One hurt
One anguish One Pain
One memory One stain
One gain One estranged
One game One neglected always seems to remain
One Angel One demon
One fraud One flawed
One revelation, One more time to get scarred
One heaven One hell
One closure, I guess we're done
One great one One great Come
I wonder who is the one?
Coldaugust aka Poet of Pain © 2006