Just 5-6 line poem (1 short stanza) about two lovers (one sided love included). Tag me!
His love fierce without fire, pure without passion, deep but barely exposed.
Hers desperate and consuming, restless and hot, lust and yearning superimposed.
He was straight, full of edges and lines, like a bookshelf, all right angles and square.
She a tangle of whorls and loops, an artist’s impressionist jewel of provocative flair.
His outer geometry was an ascetic translation of the integrity and morals within.
Her fervor and frenzy an intense embrace of the virtues that made him her twin.