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