Daring is a teenager of the urban
Sauntering through the streets
Mismatched edgy clothes galore
Whispers fly through the air
But Daring only waits for the challenge on the horizon
Always craving for a rush of icy chill to spread

Docile is a toddler hiding behind the forest of legs
Blending into the background
And enjoying a casual flow of life
Adding to the accord of voices in the surroundings
Careful not to be the lone dissonant pitch

By chance the two happen to meet
A sea of grass enveloping the two
A stream of wind breezing past
Docile looks away
The challenge in Daring's eyes clear as glass
The feeling of nervousness ties a knot in Docile's stomach
Knees knocking together, Docile falls
Daring shakes his head
And walks towards a future