Golden blond hair sunlight streams through.
Ample pure locks dark as new moon.
Nose, cheek and forehead familiar in both.
One voice demands the other's apprehensive
Begging for acceptance in their own language.
Accepting the judgement of others as truth.
They separate ways and begin lives anew.
As time reunites they now pledge true
Each other to balance, create and renew.
2009
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