The colour shifts in these kaleidoscope eyes,
Softer hues flushed with warm, muted tones,
Shadowy lines forming solidary figures,
Paint for me a future with you?
Waivering strains of the stradivarius play,
Lingering notes of your dulcet melody,
Weaving its spell into a sweet song,
Sing for me tomorrows enchanting refrains?
Ink streaming from a fountained tip,
Words swirling into loquacious lines,
Conveying emotions deeply rooted,
Pen for me your hearts desires?
Vibrant shades colour the scene,
A musical underscore for mood,
Hushed speeches of love,
This all makes the theatrics of us.
In the darkness when sight fails,
your exhilarating touch finds me;
being my escape that sets me free,
thoughts of the waking world derail.
Electrifying chills run their course,
igniting passion found quiescent;
soft glowing skin-inspired source
under the moons bright crescent.
Finding soft, voluptuous curves
elicits tones of pleasurable delight,
gratifying pain in a euphoric bite
shocking every fiber in my nerves.
Fingers trace satiny, glistening lips,
desire culminating in a sweet kiss
ending too soon, educing a low hiss,
resuming the beating from the skips.
Take me in your arms and hold me,
yearning for us to finally