Harmony of Our Demons

Our demons stare at each other 

Yours, a void

Mine, an open flame

Mine wails in pain

Yours suffocates in total silence

Both, longing to be held

You cannot hold a void, for there is nothing to grasp in emptiness

You cannot hold a flame, for you'll surely burn when you reach.

The flame steps into the void, giving light to its corners

The void contains the flame, giving it modulation