colors' pique

May 12, 2009

fiery ribbons
fall from the sky
attracted by
the miniscule cracks

fire, light, glass
passion, knowing, grace
deeper, further, higher
bathe me in your hues

i am the voyeur
piquing
rising above
the highest peaks
peeking
stealing a glace
at your (im)perfection

rise with me
let all the passions flow
joyful, present, organic
white light, bending through the cracks
colors dancing in your aura's wonder
rise with me
let all our passions flow
alive, forever, orgasmic, true
rising
peeking
stealing a glance

the voyeur is fueled by the exhibition
the dancer finds joy in the light
we meld into eternity
drifting, loving, wondrous sight

Type: Poetry

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