I'm an open and transparent soul,
She is like a black hole
I'm too eager to share my joys,
She too indulges and shows she enjoys
I like to share my sorrows,
She tends to listen and seems to be morose
I told her all my flaws,
She keeps her secret tucked under her claws
I'm a harmless but compulsive flirt,
She always keeps me on the alert
I like to make our conversation cheerful,
She is always guarded and careful
Still, I always wish to be with her,
She seems to be aloof from my sphere
When I try to feign being away from her thoughts,
She teases me with her endearing plots
I told her, how I look and from where I came,
And till today, I don't even know her name
So strange is our relationship,
More than acquaintance, hardly a friendship
I live on one eternal hope,
To climb up to her heart she will hand me down a rope
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I'm an open and transparent soul, She is like a black hole Beautiful idea in a charming poem.