My Oxymoron Love
she wrote using only her left
I learned to write using my right
the dark took her heart to the night
I lived in sun and bright of light
she would say yes to caviar
to me it just sounded bizarre
she ate things that were too spicy
to me it sounded too dicey
she loved taking to the blue sky
I hated going high and fly
I was always just her one friend
never a word about boyfriend
true love thwarts logic, so in life
in time, she became my dear wife
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