I awake, my mind full of kaleidoscopic colors
I can't remember the dream- but I do recall
a scene of being serene surrounded by green
and the sky in hues of blue-with streams of white
holding me in its beam of light-while I hastily
write-so I won't lose the train of thought that
has me caught in its reverie

I feel nature nurture me as the sun of yellow
casts me in an orange glow-and as crimson
thoughts fill my eyes-I feel purple passions rise
then as the sun descends- and sepia tones call
days end-I see the indigo night-with stars shining
bright-along with the silvery moon-that sings a
lovers tune-when male and female unite,bodies
tanned and wet with sweat-the ebony evening
spent writhing on ivory sheets-until the suns
blood red rays rise to a new and dewy dawn

et-2006