Know You Better

From you, I learned the real way around this city,
and that a man can be a man and still be pretty,
That there are three ways to live:  by words, by deeds,
and by poetry I assume nobody reads,

The difference in between "evening" and "night",
That difference of brightness makes blindness and light,
That life is half metaphor, the other half game,
That we need to be different to become the same.

From you I could learn everything, big as life and small as letter.
I suppose it's just a shame I couldn't know you better.