You’re like honey to my fly
A fix for my high
A word to my song
You’re the right to my wrong
The pit to my pat
You’re my this for my that
Like lemonade to my heat
And new shoes on my feet
You’re the joy to my pain
The loss to my gain
I could dance to your tune
All night under the moon
You’re my up and my down
You give smiles to my frown
Your light shows me the way
When your night consumes my day
You’re the sporadic to my consistence
You complete me with your difference
Your love is everything and nothing to me
Bob
Regis
Connie
You're right about the analogies. The last one really throws you off! Fantastic and imaginative write.
Mary