Half the fiery, vibrant orange of a tropical sunrise:
Lava rising to the mouth of the volcano;
A hidden flame about to emerge from softly glowing coals,
Scorching the shocked opposition
With words that could melt lead;
A tangy citrus fruit or a fresh nectarine,
Bitter, sweet, lively, passionate.
Half the watery turquoise of the sea:
A cavernous forest lake on a windless day,
With the faculty of a rushing river;
The relaxing tranquility of a sunny day at the beach
Masking the fathomless depth and force of the ocean;
A flat aqua stone set in tarnished silver,
Full of patience-inducing history;
Peaceful, still, silent, serene.
Wholly the Leonean Pisces.