I shift my mind
and see your colors
dance in the sky
in the air
shadows cast
a veil of you
and I imagine
your skin
like fine parchment
awaiting
the ink of me.
Drawing fine lines
up and down
your body
tracing a path
for my lips to travel
I watch your skin
come alive with passion
as life returns
to you through my words
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