Like a lava lamp, we clash and dance together.

Molded together, never far apart.

Two souls joined as one.

Whenever you're stuck high up I'll help you down, so don't frown.

When we're prideful, we get cold and fall.

When we're humble, we get warm and rise.

Our personalities collide yet mold us together.

We hold each other so tight and tethered.

Rubbing against each other so smooth.

This thermogenic love we have is explosive.

We clash and dance together.

Molded together.

Joined as one.