What Are The Odds... Poem by B3k Baylon

You dared look in the eyes of the one that wields gravity,
A vision different from what you’ve known in its entirety.

The minds meet and lo and behold…there was a spark,
The collision of fire and ice spreading glimmer in the dark

Can’t deny the force that pulled one to the other as it begins,
To create a connection; amusing and unique but more of a Sin

An attraction so unsolicited growing stronger by the minute,
For the gamblers, a lure greater than betting without limits…

Key players of different games, these two sets separate rules.
Couldn’t figure the Odds of Winning and Losing, such fools.

How long can they keep up with this forbidden travesty?
Sooner or later, one will have to back down with modesty.

The temptation so potent and addictive, for One to resist…
To the One with much to lose, will a Sin be worth the risk?