Mated

Everyone asks
Are we some kind of lovers?
Everyone asks what you’re doing with me
I know this is not what they want
They’re afraid you’ve been blinded
But I already know how it’s going to be

If anyone should ask
Say we’re mated
For as long as this life lasts
We are mated
Why else would you be here right now
And you know we’ll still be here tomorrow

Nobody else understands what I’m doing
Nobody else makes me act in this way
And because they can’t comprehend
What we mean to each other
They won’t leave you alone
So you know what to say…

 

Jacob Van Loo, An Amorous Couple (ca. 1650)

God help me, I’m in love with a thinker

Sometimes she tries to hide it from me
But when she starts talking over my head
It makes me dizzy
I’m just a cipher in her master plan
That’s what I get for working out of my league
And though she says that I have nothing to fear
I wonder what will be left when she’s finished with me…

Utopia, Love With A Thinker