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.
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Author:
Fay Slimm. (
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- Comment from author about the poem: A romantic angle of dark meeting light - -- - hope you enjoy.
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Comments9
scintillatingly sensual & here's a bloke that knows a thing or two about addictions .. having spent most of his working life trying to help folk overcome them ...
the kind you refer to here though Fay, are more than worth hanging on to .....
Yes I fancied the word addiction fitted the drama as I noticed the part played by light and dark at their every exchange - - good you thought it worth hanging on to - - - thanks a lot for your thoughtful comment Nev............x
Good write Fay.
My thanks to you Orchi.
ANGELA HERE - Thnaks FAY for another tingling Love Poem ! When BRIAN reads it he*ll want us to go back to bed again instesd of watching the 11am Service on ZOOM !
Blessings & Peace & Joy
Love Angela - Brian - Smokey !!!
Thanks for the smile your comment raised Angela - - so glad you enjoyed the romanticised dark and light drama I called Addiction.
I enjoyed your poem very much, Fay.
Sincere thanks for your visit and comment Trenz. Glad you enjoyed the read.
You are clearly addicted to singing your passions!
I am indeed my friend - - - love for words of the poetic kind has been my lifelong passion.
Wonderful words once more Fay.
Andy
So pleased you found the read enjoyable dear Andy - nature has so much to offer a humble poet.
I'm with you Fay - I watch them every night through a westward facing transom window.......... explosions in the sky! Beautiful words..........
Yes just to observe the regular exchange of light for dark or the reverse fills a a heart with awed inspiration - - thanks Lorna for sharing that same need for seeing "explosions in the sky"...........
the ageless representation of Moon and Sun as lover's kept apart, but allowed to linger in the brilliance of their untameable passion's hue of mirroring twilights, within those daily wonder's we named: dawn and dusk, is captured so elegantly in your write,
another one of your dreamy portraits of nature's gifts, we all take for granted at times
As writers we have subjects in nature explosive enough to inspire a flow of words and as your comment shows we can either take them for granted or become prompted to arrange fanciful verses from our awe. So pleased you thought the read captured some of that night and day wonder L.B.
Dan thanking you most sincerely for adding this piece to your list of favourites.
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