Sitting underneath a starless sky,
Darkness creeping infinitely nigh,
Upon this night so cold and so wry,
The nothingness reaches farther than a single cry.
In the far distance the eye does behold,
An ovoid beauty of promise and gold,
Posture and elegance in grand they uphold,
An unexpected appearance - that all familiar jolt.
Seeking survival, hostile, hidden from sight,
Deliciously flavoured - juicy, sweet bite,
Exploding senses preparing to ignite,
Inspiring to escape from the suffocating night.
Bright knight of delight.
