Aching inside my hot need
No one here to touch me
Wanting more than the dingy grey
All the colors muddy and muted,
Palate left dry and unused.
Start the fire, bring the color
Sitting before you laid bare
Naked and exposed
Reality recedes
Fuzzy slippers and laundry melt away
All that remains is your touch
We dance the timeless dance
Locked in a fiery tango
Please, I beg more
Your reply certain
An ever sweeping crescendo
Upon my aching soul
Filling my lonely heart with
Unquenchable color
6/23/2014
Enigmatic Amor 