The Circle of Opposites

I believe I wrote this three years ago, I'm slowly digging out the oldies for all to see.

Light;
How pale in memory.
You've faded like a nova.

Darkness;
Burning holes in all our souls;
You fulfill our morbid dreams.

Good;
That is the truest flower.
You gain strength from light and dark.

Evil;
What to call thee beyond desire?
You are the worlds’ infatuation.

Love;
A tenderness provided by a heart of glass.
You nurture our good nature.

Hate.
Bound in blood and blade you're blind.
Yet hand in hand with evil.

Life;
The breath you give my lips.
You are our most precious gift.

Death;
Our final adventure and lonely dream.
You are our salvation from all that is obscene.