Lovely emptiness, tempting light
Curled now in hope of a new day 
Cherished and envied 
Respected and loved 
Wondering where it all leads 
Is this life's awful shrug?
Routine of the wonderful 
Feast each day is but food
What then is special, when will life rise 
How can you find the rise of the tide
The colors are witness the thing within you 
The hidden deep craving the blue tinted you
What eros and pathos what light you have hidden
Will fire your desire in passions and purviews
What uncanny host keeps the person inside you 
In morality yokes 
See yourself seethe in erotic desire
Feel your blood boiling dream those feared things 
Refreshed you will color your soul once again

© Paul Viel 2001