Loves Poem by James Corro

Love can be full of enigma but lust gives me dilemma. It excites and satisfies; betrays and kills.
On the deepness of blue (knowing me my hue) , gray has no room. Existent but neglected.
Veil me with your trust, it unveils me my discord then this blue dilemma would be destined with gray.
Empty me my cup of rage, fill me with your nature's tenderness and let us share the wine with gladness.
Stirred but not shaken, disturbed but not insane. Free the love that gives the meaning of forever.