Music and poetry
They are my two girlfriends
They occupy my nights
They make me run out of days
One of them speaks a lot
The other never shuts up
I can't put them apart
I doubt someone can
To sing is to know how to mix
Melody, rhythm and harmonies
If I had to choose one of them
I don't know which one I would choose
Sometimes the issue is with me
Sometimes I'm only a sentinel
They can't be separated, they share an old affair
Sometimes the issues are only between them
They never leave each other
They're made from each other's ribs
They never leave me
Also, I never leave them