He never did believe
that opposites did attract.
Neither did she.
She lingered at
the black curve of yin,
caressing a minuscule dot of yang;
He lay comfortably
at the brightness of yang,
dotted by a microscopic spot of yin.
Not one supported the notion
that one would fall
for the other.
It was love at the tenth argument.
A contest entry
- Full moon blushing by Virgoan.
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I have been reading the entries several times now and after reading this one again...it breathes within me. I like when that happens...proven an effective write
On a personal note, I suggest you revise the title of the poem soon as the body is far more beautiful and poetic than the title...just my thoughts.
Thanks for sharing and keep writing.
HENSLEY
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