Young daughter
Pride and narcissis
Flowers blooming
Sensational.
Son
Burning brightly
With in his own vortex.
Waxing and waning
Mean nothing to him .
Feminine
Blooms and then decays
Sorrow fills her heart
Departure never easy

Blazing styrofoam
Fixating on
Certain points
Admiration
Causes want
He never knew.

She grows like lightening
Flying fingers of electrocution
Stream toward and to and away
Flowers all bloom in unison
The moon is full of sin
And the son walks with in it all

Until he craves that nothing peace
That instability of the moving scene
Takes far away from his serene
And he hides from the motions
And her moon wanes still
And her flowers decay
And her mind feels grey.
But he needs the rest
While she nurtures so below
In his darkness
She nurtures as above.