Electra. It's not exactly the opposite, but for the sake of brevity when there's poetry and your psyche to analyze, I will agree to leave it as simply "the opposite."

[She reads the haiku over his shoulder. The smirk on her face quite evident in her voice.]

Pink and yellow as
the sunset in the summer
so damn beautiful.

[A pause.]

Now tell me, Dave, how is that not Oedipal in nature?