Our meeting was by chance
one like-leaf falling on another
not with planned descent
but landing by the whim of fate
Unlike the transient leaf
slave to further flicks of wind
you chose to stay
engaging me
We’re twins in body, you and I
our lusting carnal appetite
finding easy fulfillment
from the first
But life needs its true sustenance
not just sexual sweets
it’s in our hungry minds
where the battle plays out
That nearly ends our dance
till we find the recipe
of opposing natures
paired like yin and yang
Today we sit together on our bench
hand in wrinkled hand
blanketed by our memories
ignoring the gusts of wind
