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
