pair

she was a poetess and he was an artist

one makes illustrations, other makes amorist

both are imprisoned in the same category

making their own life story—

one makes an illustration, other bleeds through words

both inspiration and trying to be one with the world

and though their mediums were different

their heart synced in the same manner

both have feelings that are adjacent

and both are admirer

regardless of their contrary

the heart managed to fill in the gaps

even if the words don't fit any poetry

nor the drawing materials flop

the connection of both can create something that world couldn't ignore

an artwork that everyone will surely adore

love is a kind of an abstract thing that could be describe in jargon

it is something that grows, it couldn't be abandoned