Here's one I jotted down for my sisters... It's sort of deep, but it sort of makes sense too.

What’s it like to be a man?
Do you feel the moon crying?
Do you worship the night,
And linger if you can?
Is the golden sun lying?
Do you hate the judging light?

Do you bleed for your purity?
Are your tears impotent?
Do they fall in vain and scorn?
Do you smile through insecurity?
Do you wait for the starlit moment,
When a life, and your purpose, is born?

The golden god is your lord,
The silver goddess is mine,
You are the king of your kind,
And I am the queen of mine,
The beloved tomorrow is your kingdom,
But my love, the freezing tonight is mine.

Titles?