SISTERS
One orange,
One alizarin
They meet
in shared light
hoping for peace
while Pegasus,
patrols the sky
expecting war
It hurts to give up
that which must be given
in order
to find
a peaceful plane
for us to meet
Soon we will both be
part of this earth
fertilizer for
the next battle of love
When you are a rock
and I am a puddle
will we talk then?