Monday, January 4, 2021

To the Grave

My love and I
meet under the sky
and dance as we witness
each age
pass by.

She is peace,
security 
in
sameliness.

I am passion,
the thirst
for
change
and
growth.

She is warmth, the pride
in tradition.

I am progress,
the blaze of
revolution.

And though we may
exist forever,

one cannot live

without
the other.

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