I am a blank space
an open book

You are a mystery
a closed book

I am out there
heart on sleeve

You hide in your lair
heart sealed

I find this appealing
yet appaling

Come what may
in this tale of ours

I know
it will lead to scars

Be they joyful
or mournful

That is yet 
to be seen

Whatever may come
in this wicked little dream

I am all in
heart and soul

Through high
and through low

Please be mine
Until the end of time