Dream of mine

Yes, I was right, when I described your soul
Reflecting me, and not your eyes and light - 
The reason why you couldn't ever hide
That you without me are not a whole.
You've always had my look inside your mind.
I'm your anima - woman of your dream,
And, therefore, the least surprising seems
That you are my animus - dream of mine.
I'd be like you, if I were born a man,
A woman like myself you would be if...
Let all the worlds to see the bitter end,
And everyone around us to leave...
So long as we will hold each others' hand,
We will not know a single cause to grieve.