These words are like homonyms almost, but dichotomies/paradoxes of each other. I've thought about this a lot too actually. Violin/violet/violent-- that's three words slammed together that I tried making a poem out of... thought I'd share that with you since the subject of this poem demanded I did lol.
Not much else to say except it was a good thought to put onto paper. And relationships always have two sides to them...
I liked this. It wasn't really a poem, more like a thought, or blurb. I really like the astute analogies, and the 'save/slave' one really worked. Plus, I totally understand what you mean. I hate it, though, when the meanings of one of these words makes or breaks a sentence, and you remember it as something WAY different than it was written as. Thats why I like rereading books.
I think you should give a comforting comment to 'eowyn' (the penname of a person on here) because she is really having hormone trouble. Like the 'I don't know why I'm crying' hormone trouble. I think that the more respones she gets to her journal, the better. Sorry for deviating on the subject. ANyway, I liked this. Cute, and insightful. Brava!