Passion

I used to think love was colorless, 
Till I found the screaming colors of love in you. 
With us far apart, 
The rhythm of your heart still tingles. 
The dews of your virgin love 
Has clogged the eyes of my emotion, 
Miles and miles away, I see no other but you. 
I understand this unspoken passion of love between us 
The voice of your love 
The unwritten words in your eyes 
Those messages in your smile, 
Each time our eyes lock. 
Even in this heat of summer, 
Dews of your love still soothes me, 
Painting me with the colors of hope 
That one day you'll be mine. 
 
Obinwanne Seaman Barry © 2006. All Rights Reserved.

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