My character & the coin
I had a relationship with patience.
She would calm me with a pause before my lips.
When hunger emptied my core, she’d fill it with a soft aroma.
Any doubts that lay with me, she could cast away with one question.
But i never loved her.
My head was turned – i saw a beauty that promised to fulfil my every desire.
We would sweat our bodies sore caressing spherical wants. She made me a better player than i was.
Wrapped up warm in front of a fire we poured every fantasy into pages that turned over quietly – perpetually, like her, like me. She made me a better writer than i was.
She was the opposite of patience, a constant need for the now. However, i couldn’t have known one without the other.
My greatest weakness, becomes my greatest strength – two sides, same character, same coin.
By Alpha Cauwenbergh