Quite Contrary is Mary

 
A match for your wit and charm
equality playing melodic melody
on mind and spiritual awareness
my soul parallel beside yours.  
 
Yes agreed I'm somewhat spirited
but I'll never run rings around you
you'll not have trouble keeping up Mr
because my hand will always want  
to be found safe within your keep.
 
it'll be a madhouse
a thrill seeking ride
fun house
welcoming
laughter heard
but calm be the situations when
in your embrace I desire most
plays gently against mine
 
In the eye of the storm we'll sit
I'll have mine fixed on you finding
relaxing contentment in your words
 
And I'll know it to be ok as you start
singing out of tune from a back catalogue  
collected from years past remembered
though I'm not so sure they'd be the
correct lines
spoken with a glint in your eye
a smile on my heart uplifting
 
And yes I'd wait for my cue
though why on earth nursery rhymes
you choose I've yet to fathom out
but that's you down to your toes
it's why I'm here sitting
being silly with you.
 
"Mary,Mary, quite contrary..
Christ, is that silver bells and poppycock shells
as i await my grand entrance
With you it's certainly never poppycock
to sing out loud my love
as we sit all in a row of two
loved up birds
playing bill and coo
my turn will come right on cue
though my words might not be as they should
I'm sure you'll tut tut and put me right.