Antithesis.

Darkness and the moon,
Silence and the tune,
Fighting with the other,
Loving one another –
Desperate, wholesome need
Satisfaction refrains to feed.

Green leaves against brown earth,
Your wet tears against his mirth –
Existing to live?
Something’s got to give!
There’s the lock! But where’s the key?
There you are, but I can’t find me.

Wings – Devil or hand of God?
Dust – freedom of sky or finality in sod?

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