Colour of Spring

Good tidings to grace

Become the foretelling we save

Sombre feeling of the betrayed

Giving all but heart to keep today

Burning away to ashes

Lost on a gentle breeze

My soul sown to feel crashes

Carried to know that none shall grow

Smallest seed around this tree

We plant and feed

Feathers so heavy

To drift on coldest notes

Searching for balance to heavy sides

My soul to unite and confide

Join me in sanctuary

Sanctity of love ever lasting

Fingers cross and laced in knots

Holding onto this day

Don’t let me go away

A visual palette of perfection

Tasting platter be my lips to your neck

Visions of you

Be the delicate flavour

Desire spinning to this vortex

Pleasing my visual cortex

A flavour to savour

Colouring my love with matchstick men

Steal of me timid bitter ends

Paint my ever grey

Sight so poetic of lovely artesian artistry

Wings of hearts love

Lift me when you come by

That eternal smile I yearn to see

Your touch is how I catch fire