(This has been festering in my poetry collection on my macbook... enjoy)

Come to my bed, darling
Let the flowers fall down
Radiating your colors
All through the town

Our collective assembly
In pleasurable distress
Sounds of pure ecstasy
Yet the place is a mess

Inner child, inner demon
Inner angel won't show
Bleeding and screaming
But you still won't say no

As the tension rises
So does my affection
The colors are ready
Are ready for detection

Emulsion, expulsion
Only exploding remained
Your true colors have gone
In my prison, detained

As quickly as you enter
You have left

The colors still stain my walls

My sheets

My heart