The Coin
One womb
two faces
lust or love
before lion, one is king
tender as a bird
tough as a deer
a wind beneath wings
in winter, you cling
up mountains, down drains
every climb a vein
a sure...at stake as death
At a blow the fur stays
but gone till never, lust strays
easy with stranger, harder with friends
...lust wears the look
but cuddle no history
alas! lust is lie
love? that is life!
the choice is yours
in season and out
endless a love...smiling but broken
not a piece irreplaceable
Love or lust!
screams of absence or bliss of cruelty
the voice of distance; which can bear?
one is faith; the other, fate
one agape; the other appetite
...all i can give; what i can get
the real world or the still world
wake up dreamer, both has life...
one is moving...one a movie
better die loving
than live lusting
Charles Wood
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