two seeds

Two seeds half red

half dark as a chocolate night.

I bet they taste as sweet

as I imagine it.

Consciousness and energy

vitality and eternity

danger and protection

destruction and

transformation.

Two seeds half north

half south as the southern cross.

I bet they blew from the same

prehistoric molten mass.

Jungle and eucalypt

desert and rain

ocean and mountain

Everest and

abyss.

Two seeds half yours

half mine to hold to my breast

in deepest darkest night

when reality sleeps.

Brush and ink

water and fire

(man and woman)

language and silence

distance and

wishing

to be close.

#experimentsinintimacy