Paradoxes For Dinner
I am
the antagonist of my own story.
I am
the fatal flaw.
I am
the great journey that leads to nowhere.
I am
the sun behind the clouds,
fighting to brighten the sky
but only illuminating the grey.
I am
all of these things,
but still,
I am
the pink in the early dawn
before the light consumes the dark.
I am
the warm breath that
caresses the place
between your shoulders.
I am
the smoke you inhale in your lungs
until you breathe me out with a
sigh of contentment.
I am
all of these things,
but still,
I am
yours.
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Superb
The paradoxes are awesome!
Your title is magnificent and perfectly fitting with your poem!