Opposites Attract

Stud stomps on cold wet asphalt.

Hard rain rolls in opaque sheets

across late-night cityscape.

Pretty little princess sits in stalled car,

dressed in pink ruffles and glistening taffeta.

She has a heart-shaped mouth

and frightened doe eyes.

Black night presses against splattered windshield

as muscled savior leaps to the aid of distressed damsel,

his young, hopeful heart

eager to be blessed

or broken.

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Butch broad stomps down dark alleyway.

Cats with electric eyes hiss and piss

on garbage cans stuffed with twenty-first century refuse.

Moon rises over grey-black cloud

of car exhaust and sizzling summer heat.

Sensitive poet collides with abandoned hubcap

while cycling through unfamiliar thoroughfare.

He lies dazed and confused, spouting Shakespearean sonnets

with a slight lisp.

Muscled Ms. leaps to the aid of distressed artist,

her young, hopeful heart

eager to be blessed

or broken.