standing together
you see two faces,
underneath, two beings,
two souls, two paths,
beauty in two forms
two separates you
can't seem to match,
two clashing colors,
two opposite ends of
a never-ending road
two together, yet apart,
two minds, many thoughts
two standards,
two sets of rules,
two poles on a spinning orb,
two planets on a
crash-course for madness,
two beginnings and
two endings,
two of us.
-M.Walsh
Copyright (c) 2001 by Margaret Walsh. All Rights Reserved.