Colorwheel
A bright tornado spins inside her
only living God can guide her
In the sparkle of the spiral
breathes a force that's wild and viral,
filling others with a passion,
only pure romance may fashion.
Tear the mantle ,stop the twisting
break the power she's enlisting,
spattered colors fly around her,
staining every soul who found her.
Blue and purple in your eyes
adding life to her disguise,
whirling spectrum there before you
living only to adore you.
Everywhere she touches down
living lovers start to drown
in her thirst for many colors
don't you blend in like the others,
she'll stir you up and suck you in
to paint her world in love again.
Copyright © David Donavan | Year Posted 2006
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