Together we breed,
Poetry as our child,
Like responsible parents.
I dress her with attires,
Of vocabulary, metaphors,
From your enriched store.
You shape up her character,
Injecting true emotions into her,
That you receive from my core.
At times, we
change our seats,
To make her the best artifact,
Being mutual muses.
In our combined struggles,
Our child becomes full and beautiful,
Making us successful parents.
We encourage honestly each other,
Learn and grow together,
While breeding our brainchild.
Our roles in one another’s art,
Makes us inseparable parts,
Of the two sides of a coin.
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