Fay Slimm.

Addiction.

 

 

Addiction.

 

There is but a while during twilight when meet two lovers
and discreetly behind sunset\'s cover they first
tangle fingers of hazy swirls

in coming grey before hiding in cloud to couple.

 

Sparks fly as dark embraces the light for at a touch stars
rush to the scene, blue blushes red at confessed
desire, hues melt at expressed

passion before dark has to stay and day departs.

 

Black is the shade which dominates then as waits silence
with bated breath until descends change to wrench
them apart as time intends

breaking loose another long bondage of night.

 

When reunited dark and light begin tasting love\'s nectar 
enjoying each sip before another goodbye
yet needy addiction relies

on sky\'s change for the two to be tied again.