Many thanks to JW at JW’s Creative World for collaborating with me on “One”. Together, we are better.
He is the Yang; masculine and positive, the light to guide her way
when her past or present threatens or hinders her…
or their future together.
She is the Yin; feminine and negative,
the dark that creates a harmonious balance in him
so that he does not surge to an emotional blackout.
He is the Sun that ignites her passions, lights her way,
guides her from a place of aphotic mindlessness
and initiates her growth.
She is the Moon that reflects his love, eclipses his heart,
emits an emotional gravity that pulls him close to her
and prevents him from burning out like a supernova.
He is the Sky; both spirit and wind,
made for protection and procreation…
the closest thing to salvation from her sin.
She is the Earth; both nature and nurture,
and the mother of passions
that spews forth with orgasmic volcanic eruptions.
He is real; genuine, authentic, true-to-life; a problem solver,
the one who provides an anchor to prevent or draw her back
from tendencies to detach, disconnect, withdraw, and become isolated.
She is abstract; conceptual, hypothetical, idealistic; non-concrete,
the one who elevates him from a life of stagnant one-dimensionality
where methodical repetition transforms the living into automatons.
He is simple; straight-forward, singularly-focused, transparent, absolute,
a provider of boundaries and rules to tether her unfathomable and convoluted character
so she does not completely lose touch with reality.
She is complex; intricately circuitous, elaborate, multi-faceted, cryptic,
a constant and perplexing challenge to keep him pushing beyond the familiar,
inspiring personal growth in an effort to be a better man.
He is Fire; the true flame that tests and tempers all that is precious,
pops the pods and spreads the seeds for love’s new growth,
is the blaze of glory and the heat of passion that melts her.
She is Water; the giver and sustainer of life,
a mover of mountains, she erodes, washes, and cleans away
the filth that would seek to bury him.
He is the Hunter; the predator; masculine and primal; attuned to all his senses
he sniffs out his prey, pounces on her, plays with her, captures her body, heart, mind, soul,
ravishes her with wild abandon and unadulterated lust.
She is the Hunted; the prey; feminine, sensual, and sexual; equally attuned to her senses
and the pleasures ready to be experienced through them
she willingly abandons herself to his lustful ravishing.
He is the Alpha; the dominant; the leader, mentor, protector, the purveyor of pleasure and pain
whose strength and power begins and ends with her freely given love
in their chosen relationship dynamic.
She is the Omega; the submissive; the life-long mate and receiver of his love and protection,
cherished and adored, the passion-partner, radiating sexuality,
the sole object of her Alpha’s affection, and his deepest and eternal desires.
Together, they are the Storm; joined in a seething mass of need
they tumble through the heavens colliding, entwining,
the magnitude of their passion sparks lightning that pierces the clouds,
elicits moans of rolling thunder,
the fierceness of their shared obsession lays waste to everything
that dares stand in the path of two being one.
Together, they are the Ocean; ebbing and flowing,
drawing apart, and crashing together,
aquamarine touch, smooth, salty taste,
a blending of essences, a liquid saturation,
no beginning, no end…
they are one.
[If you like “One”, please drop by JW’s Creative World and give my Partner in Poetry a like also.]