Duality.Darkness and Light,Sunlight and shade,One against the other,In duality made.Satin and silk,Velvet and leather,Two become one,Their ties never severed.The sun and the moon,The land and the oceans,One wanes with the other,Duality in motion.Each winter, each fall,Come summer and spring,Who would want one,And not the other to win.Your precious Duality,Don't ask me to choose,Your one in the same,But different, you know.
Addicted.You're my nicotine breath,Burning deep in my lungs.The narcotic that pumps,And flows through my veins.Your kisses the intoxication,Of the finest malt.And your love,The bluest of all blood.Your touch is the hottest,Of smouldering coals.And once more I'm captured,And addicted to your claws.
Special offer.Another business trip, who would figure I would have a head for it. But anyway, settling down in my seat to pour over some papers, I pull out my pen; when I realize Ive pulled the wrong one out, I look at it. Gold with an embossed pattern and with a narrow strip of smooth gold, to hold the engraved name on the side. A memory floods into mind as I smile at the name engraved.I was wandering through a supermarket, an early winter evening, the place was full and as I walked around with my basket I took in what there was to offer. How versatile the ranges are these days; you can feast on something from every continent; and Im not tal