like two dark roses growing side by side.
sharp thorns yet soft to the touch.
like a spider and its web they just cant be without.
its so strange how night and day are so alike.
so strange how the right words just seem to come out.
how water and oil blend so easily
and two dolls just seem to wake and walk away.
gothic fairy
http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/so-strange-2/
