Two people sketching each other

One gets the nose right

 

Couple of a hundred writers

Running run-ons all night

 

Someone tells you it's ok

When it's absolutely not 

 

Someone to hold you close

When you're all you've got

 

You've got the you-ness 

The cumin in the recipe

 

I've got the me-ness

By itself it's a little sharp

 

I put you on repeatedly

You're my favorite part

 

I wish you could say the same for me 

But these things never add up

 

You've got the you-ness 

It's what I go on about

 

I've got the me-ness

by itself It's too often too much