Serpentine patterns on glistening eyes

Whispering caresses from shadowless hands

Tell me something other than lies

Two sides of the wall is where it stands

Divided by its simple duality

Like all of us, we are split

Man and woman, child and adult

Most bury one side and celebrate the other

To become the light side, or exude the dark

All it takes is the urge to smother

The other side of myself

To let go of the duality of thought

I have two sides to me

The serpent

The saint

The sinner

The star

I shine my sins down

A rain that falls

Glistening serpentine patterns fill her eyes

Her hands work a subtle magic

She tells me only the truth

And in those words nature’s duality comes forth


About vortexian

I'm a long time net user and writer. I just thought I'd collect somethings here.
This entry was posted in Poetry. Bookmark the permalink.

Leave a Reply

Fill in your details below or click an icon to log in:

WordPress.com Logo

You are commenting using your WordPress.com account. Log Out /  Change )

Google+ photo

You are commenting using your Google+ account. Log Out /  Change )

Twitter picture

You are commenting using your Twitter account. Log Out /  Change )

Facebook photo

You are commenting using your Facebook account. Log Out /  Change )


Connecting to %s