Shades of Grey

Age is the paramour of reason
And sex the jester of love
Your magic kept me pleading
As I learned what darkness was
Sleep is like a demon
Keeping you from giving
Taking me from grieving
Where the greyness stirs

Had a star in season
Twinkling and brimming
In my wasteful hands
Could it be the reason
Love is always fleeting
Why youth is always dreaming
In the warmless grey

Surrender speaks of mercy
Though the dullness hurts me
As I paint myself in ash.