Complete

Like the missing middle piece to a complicated puzzle, Like an eagle without its wings. Like a body guard without his muscle, a guitar with no strings. Sort of like a song being sung without a lyric, Like a pen that has ran out of ink. An angel from heaven that has lost its spirit, A mind that just can't think. What's the use of a rose without its petal?, How can a painter paint without his hands?. Can't make perfect tea if you don't have a kettle, It wouldn't be a beach without sand. Like the moon without the sky, a story that cannot be told. Like a suit missing a tie, without him I am not whole. His heart is my missing piece, His arms are my wings. His love is my muscle, My lyrics are the songs that he sings. My spirit soothes his soul, He is my initial thought. He is the blanket whenever I am cold I'm the teacher and he's what's taught. He is the sky and I'm the stars I am the heart and he is the beat He is the monkey while I am the bars and with him I am complete.