You’ve reached your zenith. Now it’s my turn to shine,
Smudging your halo, nudging you to a fall.
Please don’t begrudge this swelling heart of mine
Harvesting darkness. This is my time.
I stretch my sinews like an alley cat.
Flexing my claws, I stalk the empty streets
In growing shadows under a Hunter’s Moon.
This is my time. Your time will return soon.
Look at it this way. You’re the loyal wife,
And I’m the necessary concubine.
Brother and sister, we. The yang and yin.
A chiaroscuro painting by design.