His world versus Mine

His world is a rose garden, I nurture and grow A place where emotions bloom, and feelings show His heart is a river, flowing free Stillness as a lake, and heals all aches But my world... my world is a maze, I even get lost in the haze A language I Can't speak, a code hog-tied to crack my thoughts are like a storm, I keep searching for calm my walks like thunder, I keep searching for an acupuncture But when the both worlds collide, there's a common ground In the quiet, we hear each other's sound We take a course navigating in the maze and the storm And locate love that blooms, in a shared form