White Willow
Matthew Haubert
Can not stand devotion to the glow,
The fantasy that intrigues the mind.
The white willow destined by the black widow,
The poison down on with all respect.
Besides oneself the yearning for visions,
White willow speaks out
Black widow chills the air
Opposites sparkle tempted with animosity.
Yet to be the way down on, to unseen eye
Two non alike, Two elated
White willow, Black widow, Have been fated.
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