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Free style poem to an image prompt contest |
| They are two Together, but apart Touching, never uniting They are one Existing in one space Yet a chasm apart Like Yin and Yang The light of day And the darkness of night Like Id and Super Ego Touching the soul But parted by Ego between Which am I? Am I burning desire? Or caution, and control? Can I be Both child of light And pawn of darkness? If they came together Would both extinguish? Would one prevail? Perhaps it’s best They touch and know That the other is there But never meet And fully embrace Across that divide |