Colors Of Womanhood

Vast, purple, cavernous and dark.
A place when I breathe deep
I become the device
that ignites the spark.

And when it’s
yellow, bright and clear,
I sense the power
of your being near.

The power to embrace,
to touch, to heal;
the color of passion,
it’s vibrant, red and real.

Passion for the breath
that fuels my love for you;
passion that enlightens me,
for you there’s nothing I would not do.

The color of my longing
is kind of gray,
with a tinge of black,
reminiscent of the courage I at times lack.

Courage to embrace you,
to love you all in all;
commitment to catch you,
to catch you if you should fall.

The color of uncertainty,
is a different kind of gray;
Not really sure of where you’re at,
not really sure of what I should say.

The color of my sadness
is an indigo without the light;
where there should be stars,
there is blackness, there is blight.

The color of my strength,
is green, with a touch of gold;
the gold for perseverance,
something on which you can hold.

The color of my hope
is a rich, resplendent blue;
that has a range of dark to light,
and a very optimistic view.

The color of my joy
is stark, pure, innocent and white;
I will continue loving you regardless,
it’s what gets me through the night.

The colors of my sensuality
are in many different tones;
one’s I’m well versed in,
especially your erogenous zones.

Colors of my patience
are prisms in the morning light;
you mustn’t expect me to let you go,
without putting up quite a fight.

The spark, the electricity between us,
have colors all their very own;
come out from the darkness,
see how much I have grown.

My womanhood has flowered
right before your eyes;
yours to experience the rapture,
yours to acknowledge the prize.

The spectrum of this love,
has been anointed by the Gods;
the dreams of a life with you
exist against all odds.

Mother Nature and womanhood,
paint with the very same brush;
the colors of my love are eternal,
like Mother Nature, I’m in no rush.

So take your time my dear man,
find your comfort level, do what you must;
my love for you is tested and colorfast,
it will not run, deteriorate, discolor or rust.

Furaha.




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