The colours of your Love

Image result for deep paintingsPick up the long brush and dip it into the red colour, colour then stroke my body with the same, dip it again in that heavy paint, colour my waist till the moonlit drops and the new morning knocks the door.Take me in you, again and again, hold me hard so that my heartbeat stops, let me feel my oblivion as I breathe hard, now arrest me in your thoughts.The dimensions do not conclude at this level as I am still awake so take me back again there, make me free, make me wild.

The caress of you hands on my back is the strong fire that ignites my future wisdom, so show me your colour depth! Don’t stop thumping my mind, don’t stop making me wild.Hold your brush more tightly, colour my body all over again touching the lows, touching the peaks, then join the dots, make a statement.

This zone where I have been suffocated me since then, the brim of my love extinguished and disappeared like dark smoke, so discover the new delights all over my body, as  we luxuriate together.Take me to the wildest worlds, where our desires can collide, the fire could spark and the nights can be bright. Show me your colour, the deep passionate one and fill me with it till I break.




 

21 thoughts on “The colours of your Love

  1. thoughts
    become a
    tapestry of words
    when well spoken
    or dabbed
    in staccato strokes
    like the oil brush
    of an artist
    on canvas
    crave the gentle
    caress of words
    like the intimate
    touch of woman
    You write your best when you write “passion” Devika…

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