Brief Encounters

Need is sticky like melting candy.
A flame roars with seemingly undying intensity, fueled by lust and loneliness.
Fusing the two people together, a bridge of need becomes a main artery; dependent on each other for survival.
A fog thicker than the strongest light of reason covers the eyes and minds of them. The reality of the outside world is a shallow echo dismissed as white noise.
Driving with their eyes closed, incapable to see the road out ahead.
Slowly as time changes, the flame dies as does the need. For a while at least...until the need grows again...
Such base, animalistic urges can't be quelled, only redirected into a more positive outlet.