The Scrunch
Gracefully gliding through the gorgeous night,
He caresses her beautiful face with his Eyes.
Light falling onto that face so right,
As she calls his name in a dire need.
In spite of the real absence of things to come,
The need is strong for the only one.
Calling on subsidiary needs,
Truthfully we find wants in the strongest deep.
Cuddling up in a small and breathing place,
The skin subsides and releases the strain.
The sunlight bursting in a glistening harmony,
With all it´s might in a diverse calm.
Sweet as the chocolate may taste,
Scrunching in a corner is still a thing,
That with time will release itself,
To a newer sweetness in that place.
The grand time of which it´s release is signaled,
Shall lie in the mist and shadows of things too mingle.
Why do things as easy as this,
Repeat in a wisp full bliss?
Time has scrunched away the light,
Of the sweetness that hides in that place inside.
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