Yang
You know what you want, it is a golden woman,
one to impress and send you her look
that makes all else pale.
Do not take for granted that she is there.
To make you laugh as she clowns with the children, wearing many crowns of the wildren.
She is the diadem that adorns you,
the gem you need to daily win, in your adventure
that she stars along side you in.
There is no lesser or greater than.
There is only Yin and Yang,
and vessels to counterpart, therein.
Yang, Yin is your match, she is your clasp,
a star that dares you to dream, and catch.
Copyright © Jude Herrick | Year Posted 2024
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