Ode to you

You are you,
I am I.
You read,
I sing,
you dance,
I ring,
we smile.
Both people,
different passions;
both equal,
different companions.
Gliding through your
way I'll be,
when you smile and laugh.
But the golden way will
you lead me, when
I'm upset
and crying.
I never shall
lose hope in you;
only that you,
you, you, you,
write poetry,
and I;
I, I, I, play songs.
Our love is not defining,
and I shall be so happy,
forevermore.