The Opposites | Original Handwritten Poem | Reía Dawn Art

This listing is for the original poem below.  If it finds a little home in your heart, I'll write it for you by hand, and send it to your mailbox, postmarked with love.

The Opposites
By: Reia Dawn of Ley & Sea

“A thing cannot exist without its opposite,” he told her
As he lit two flames and absentmindedly pressed them together

Her heart reached beyond her chest to kiss his
And the lump he’d found in her breast 
Two minutes before
Dissolved as her fear did 

Because

She knew
And she knew he knew

That they were all the colors in every photograph she ever took

They were all the notes in all the chords his fingers ever struck

They were every curve of every letter

A poem that would write itself

A story to live in every new language
In every new time with a place
And in all the places where time was no more

And if their tale were ever to be finished 
If it could ever, possibly, 
Be found among the works complete 
The Opposites would turn, in unison, 
To reach for the pen
To light up a smoke, 
To press fire together 

And begin again