Never one to believe in anything,
you adopt an elitist attitude towards those whose opinions are not your own.
She finds you to be her one and only,
for you and her connected many lives ago.
Now you’re arguing insistently, without
fully appreciating what her lips and mind explain.
She feels a pang of hurt as you tear layers of her arguments away without thinking of the consequences.
Not one to see your own folly, you shovel the dirt from an increasingly large hole.
Seeing her chance, she pounces upon your weak argument like a Lioness from Eden.
Now you can really see her and your elitist bullshit begins to falter.
She catches you with her teeth, you flail about like a rabbit not long from death;
for you both to find deep love in two pairs of eyes.