Two To One To Two

Two To One To Two

She was from Venus, I came from Mars

She loved books, ballet and modern dance.

I loved football, beer and football

What made me think we had a chance?

She was modest, shy, a quiet virgin lass

Hailing from the better side of town.

The smiling mask I wore to please her

Slipped to show a sulky, selfish frown

Urgent passions, some donated DNA.

She the pattern maker wove into one.

Her soothing angel soul

Adding eager ejaculations to an egg half done.

Like a three leg race we ran

And reared the tender flock.

Necessity combining, made a common goal

She was in a hard place, I stuck on a rock.

Habit made the sentence longer.

Convenience smothered different dreams.

We always walked separate paths together,

A base & brutal self; the other squeaky clean.