When You Come To Me In Different Colours

when you come to me in different colours faded greys and pastel blues forest greens and fiery reds and when you come to me with lust smeared across your face and an avalanche of passion in your soul an aching tinge of necessity in your heart just bursting out, bursting, bursting, bursting and when you come to me like a wildcat ferocious, seething, lurching with bared fangs I know this angry need will not be contained however hard I try - if ever I wanted to try. you become so radiant, so changed, so immortal and I, weakened and begging for mercy scream out at this use-misuse, use-abuse your colours, flashing like diamonds amid cut-glass as you beat down on me blows of heartfelt lust urging me high into arousal easing me up, up, up towards the sky pressuring me into life, into response and I, a mere rag-doll at your disposal scream out with unknown desires aroused, high, urgent and brilliant white. 7.1992