Chocolate and vanilla –

Antipodal-

And yet as they collide

Create

A perfect concord,

An Amity of traits.

Such was the harmony

Of the frozen desert

Afore them.

Palates tricked

By the familiarity

Of sight over taste.

Fight

The Fright of flight

From common trends

Ego-dystonic ideals

Blend.

Chalk and cheese

They remained.

Confused by

Society’s dictate-

Vanilla should equate

Distaste.

As they sat facing

The frozen desert afore them

Circles of perception met

Roles transcending

Yet always having to conform

Yin met yang

Each with a dot within

Ending a story

That should have never begun

As the swirls of black and white

Melted into a muddy brown.