Hues

From the outside looking in others see us as merely black and white, or maybe gray. But on the inside our passions are burning embers of crimson red. When we are apart, I have no color; I am merely white, but together my passions become fiery orange.  My passion for you is every color that has ever been conceived or yet to be conceived.  It is every shade and shadow known to man. From my sunny blond hair to the creamy softness of my toes, I long to be yours always. I am a whole kaleidoscope of lust and love just waiting to burst at the touch of your hand. 

I imagine you here with me, reaching for me, touching me, burning me with the heat of our passion. Push me to unthinkable pleasure within this body. Devour all of me until I lay colorless and spent against the linens.