Three souls hang in balance with a choice to be made.
A battle between what you know and the start of something new.
Craving desperately for what you’ve had,
Believing that body be the one you deserve,
Fearing the other soul to be mythical,
Mere imagination.
One, you gaze upon with beauty and grace,
While the other radiates in your eyes,
Swells your heart and reigns over your mind.
The longing for a familiar touch,
But the surging impulse for a touch of this new universe before you.
The want to taste lips of the one you know,
Yet you pine evermore to savor lands unexplored.
Three souls hang in balance with a choice to be made,
Will the old continue to reign,
Or will this new one finally be saved.