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Posted by on Jul 20, 2007

Contrast

Your contrast to me,

my love,

is like the sun to the

swaying blades of

grass.

One feeds the other,

and the daylight

can stimulate

growth, and demise.

The chains of Alpha and Omega

are endless, striving

to escape one another.

One that nourishes

eventually destroys,

don’t you think?

You are beautiful in this sun

and the ravages of time

will make me love you more

when you are old and gray.

Your age will be another Alpha

and my Omega, the setting sun,

listlessly casting shadows on this park,

on this day, bending towards the East.
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