I am the proud canvas
on his easel
splashed in rainbow hues
of his proximity
reckless passion on rampage
the raving flames are fed
as we make love
through the length of
the hurricane
and rediscover ourselves
in the earnest expression
of bodies
as darkness slowly expands
deafening echoes
of the voice of emotions
ramify into
waves of fulfillment
at some quiet corner
of this colossal cosmos
a flower bursts into bloom.