Sweetness.
I see
butterscotch evenings,
red sky honied in creamy sunset,
last light\'s toffee waves
as sea\'s olive coverlet changes
to caramel-sepia.
I see
twilight\'s blush streaking
dun-dusk with striped humbug tints,
candy-silk cloudlets
sinking in remembered cherry-lips
as dark lights long-ago scenes.
I see
treacle-soft secrets
sealing shy kisses and zest trying
each treasured offer
of nightly concealment, eagerly
stirring crystallised feelings.
I see.
chocolate-smooth dreaming
spicing beach-vows and re-living
now youth\'s nectar-need
roused is my sugar-fix while tasting
again first-love\'s true sweetness.