She says I'm boring her camera

It takes more to delight the cadaver

Night eyes on icy patrols

Your's were not so Nazi feline

Mine were as dead as monks and

Our particles are in motion

Night eyes producing ashes

We love to view unfortunate passions

Still she takes my photo to bed

No mere limp verse could incite

Identity destruction

Our particles are in motion

Sometimes we're not legible

But we're the same strange animal

Let them say our love is peculiar, don't care

There's only now, no ever after

We won't let it end in disaster

You are my twin, no, I will never go there