He too was a tempter,
He in turn had a temper.
He too came with floods,
He in turn brought forth drought.
He too was as cold as night,
He in turn was as hot as day.
And forth came
One who could foresee
One who was both hot and cold
One who was perfect beyond imagination
With him came irony of
What could have been,
What was expected to be,
But could never be.
They were after all
Two person’s apart.
~The_Bona-fide.Scholar
~•Ephemeral embrace•~ 