We guess one another in the dark;
You see the blackness of a trailing cloak
I see the whiteness of a summer robe

I was dark and you were bright
I saw you radient in the night

I am but a shadow in your beam
I feel your warmth within my being
You feel the linger of cool doubt

I am but a glass, you magnify
I hear the waves of the ocean
You hear the tide drawing ever away

I am but a feather, you blow me away
I taste mint
You taste coolness on the tip of your tongue

I am but a seed, you are a flower
I smell your rose
You smell the frost on a bleak winter morning

I was dark and you were bright
I saw you radient in the night

When I face you and you face me
I know you fail to see what I see