A body and soul stretched to extremes Yin and yang The most and least of both worlds Opposite sides of the coin Cleansing and pure Tainting and pitch Light and dark Of the purest white And the most tainted black Earth and air and fire and water and aether Sun and rain The brightest and hottest fires of sun Beating and firing heat from the bottomless flames of hell Breaking into a cold sweat without cease The flaming evil of health Rain and sun The darkest and iciest rain of clouds Pouring and drenching from the endless pools of heaven Chilling into a cleansing soak never long enough The freezing good of pain The contradictions, the back and forth The intelligent confusion The stupid direction The leather and biker tough guy The shy and bookish sweet girl The false realities and true lies Love in strangers and indifference in close friends Hope in troubled times and loss in peaceful Banding together the unlikelies Separating the probabilities Pain in love and happiness Contentment in fear and despair The sound of one hand clapping.
Strangely whimsical title for my outpouring of passion, but I suppose it follows with the oxymorons and backwards-forwardsness...