Dangerous

She is my soul sister, found by accident,
Or perhaps by divine design.

Similar, nearly identical
But for our temperaments.

We were taken, fooled, deceived.
How unwise, our deceiver, to tell us how alike we are.

Our fury rages.
Vengeance will be ours.

She is my soul sister,
We complement each other.

Her fury is icy cool, deadly calm.
My rage burns brightly, violently.

I am Fire.
She is Ice.
Together, we are lethal.
Dangerous.