The bellow of a good morning cheer
Or a sensual purr trickling into an ear
You have so much contrast
The fine scripture of a master
Organization of a thief
Detailed precision with
Secrets kept far underneath
You have so much contrast
The strength of a carnivores hold
With gentle wisps of a butterflies touch
Saying everything then again not so much
You have so much contrast
A court jester’s bounce and giggle
The big boys stance and bold
Yet bountiful shoulders to cry on
Skin wanting tear salts to hold
You have so much contrast
Manly in charge and position
Demur at times drifting dark and far
Closed off and silenced
But leaving the door slightly ajar
You have so much contrast
Simple and common to some
Complex and strange to others
Equal to all the worlds sisters and brothers
You have so much contrast
Synchronicity shared is godly if had
Contrast to contrast actually isn’t so bad.