And yet we are both
I think she is an 
Indian Princess
She thinks I'm a
Rock star pirate
I think she is 
Gorgeous and
She thinks I am
Handsome
We both think 
the other is hot
And we both
Think the same
That we are not
The things we
Uncover
Through the 
eyes of a lover
When we see
Ourselves
In and through 
and with
each other's eyes
See through
Each other's disguise
Beyond the bridge
Of sighs
We've truly found
The prize
 
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