Duel Personality

Many lovers’ kiss faded from my lips Like summers early morning mist that dries When timely sunrise first arrives outside My windowpane. Can I rewrite the script Of providence that’s handed me? Eclipse Another, hardly. The Jekyll and Hyde Reside in me: the good and bad divide At first but then the worst bestirs and shifts. A lover kisses Jekyll’s lips of wine But soon the lovers tasting vinegar When Hyde emerges every single time To spoil the sweet-taste of love. Au revoir! The final parting words that draws the line When love dies never knowing who you are.