She's so innocent, so beautiful
like a summer dream of the past
She's so pure, so sweet
like the embers of a holy flame
He's so impure, so disgusting
like famine and disease in penniless lands
He's so tainted, so hollow
like chemicals in a burning city
They are so odd, they are so joyful
like the beauty loving the beast
They are so stared at, they are so loving
out of orbit with the surrounding world
He's her knight in shining armor,
She's his damsel in distress
He is all she ever dreamed of
She is all he ever yearned for
He's a planet, a burning star
She's his galaxy, his all
His voice is melancholic without sire
Her voice is like an angelic choir
She is the birds in his skies
He is the tree that grows on her grass
They are the house that remains standing
throughout all of memory, and hopefully even time.