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Passion In Colors

I feel your fingers caressing my neck
And slowly moving down my back
Soft skin is a canvas that you paint on
With your fingers a pattern of passion
In vivid color of yellow slowly emerging
Around my cheeks and pulsating temples
Then fiery burning red in a circular motion
Engulfs my body down to my ankles 
Devouring each other roughly they melt
Into color orange that shines in the dark
Blue emerges around my belly button
Spreading over like water ripples
Gently touching electrified nipples
I feel cool silky azure kissing my toes
Blurring in emerald green color of trees
On the mountaintop caressed by breeze
Which faces a lake down below the cliff
Reflecting fast moving clouds being chased
By stormy winds from distant far east
Then sensation rolls over me like a wave
Of ocean acquiring speed reaching the sky
Spilling white foam over the splashing
Surface of dark watery body moving 
In elevating frequent pulsation of heat
Color of light reaches my temples 
And transforms into musical cords
Escaping my wide-open mouth

In my chest color of amethyst spills
Saturating my wild racing heart
In purple shades from light to dark
Till it melts into an amazing pattern
Of vivid sensations that you painted 
Transforming my skin into canvas
Copyright © | Year Posted 2019

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Krutsinger Avatar
December 19, 2019 at 7:37 AM
Your imagery is gorgeous as is the photo!
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December 17, 2019 at 2:29 PM
Very reflective... I enjoyed this. Excellent writing. Ann
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