Naked Shades

Red, color of madness, The way I feel about you. Black, the scent of your hair, Stroking against my breasts. Pink, the lips of my lover, Blushing toward the bush. Creamy, the feel Of your push. Throbbing colors I feel within. Crimson, your face, In orgasmic gaze, White, the purity I have forever lost. Hot, your arms content. Cherry, my cheeks in bloom. Green, your eyes so sleepy. Steamy, your breath arising. Rosy, my rounded chest, Asking for your tresses... Sleep, so darkish and dreamy, After this sexual conflict, On horizontal canvas. © 2009 Stefania Carmen Misaila