A/N: Yes, more SoulSilver shipping. XD Can't help it—they were my first ever OTP.

Anyway, this was just a bit of free-verse romance poetry I cobbled up last December. I think I wrote it to celebrate the anniversary of my first Hall of Fame debut of my first-ever Pokémon game. Something weird like that...

Anyway, please R&R!

Disclaimer: Me? Own Pokémon? Noooooooope!


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Yin and Yang

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She was the yin,

The speck of optimism

That defies the night

Always the light

At the end of the tunnel

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He was the yang

The cryptic dark form

Lost and alone

Amid his hidden past

From which he was forever trying to escape

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Brought together

By chance and conflict

Bitter enemies

Completely unaware of

The connection they'd someday have

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She saved him

Seeing beyond the surface

To the truth inside

She alone opened his eyes

And uncovered the light within

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He completes her

Brings her down to Earth

When her dreams exceed the possible

And there to support

When even she is not strong enough

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She's yin and he's yang

Two different worlds

Apart yet as one

Intertwined by fate's design