The Black and White

I watch the world, through eyes of day and night. The light and the dark, the Black and the white. You were the light to my dark, two equals together, the sunrise to my sunset. The warmth I felt when you were around me filled the cold, dead air residing in the past. Now that the light has left, your white has turned to dark and all that remains is the night. My cold without your warmth, the moon-rise without a sunset. The white returns to black, without you, I am one. I listen to the world, through the ears of silence and sound. The quiet and the loud, the Black and the white. You were the noise to my absence, two equals together, Now that my world has gone cold, the silence awaits me at the end. Without you in my silent world, the sun begins to set. The ice begins to freeze over. Without your heat, I am but the Black to your white, no longer one, no longer one, no longer one. Black and white. I watch the world, through eyes of day and night. The light and the dark, the Black and the white. You were the light to my dark, two equals together, the sunrise to my sunset. The warmth I felt when you were around me filled the cold, dead air residing in the past. Now that the light has left, your white has turned to dark and all that remains is the night. My cold without your warmth, the moon-rise without a sunset. The white returns to black, without you, I am one. I listen to the world, through the ears of silence and sound. The quiet and the loud, the Black and the white. You were the noise to my absence, two equals together, Now that my world has gone cold, the silence awaits me at the end. Without you in my silent world, the sun begins to set. The ice begins to freeze over. Without your heat, I am but the Black to your white, no longer one, no longer one, no longer one. Black and white.