to
paint
my
heart
alive,
to
kiss
my
soul
with
colors
of
wonder
and
grant
me
the
wings
to fly.
Like
a
lonely
flower,
I'm
ready
to
unfold
and
bloom,
to
be
held
captive
in
my
lovers
arms
underneath
a
silvery
moon.
Like
a
detective
I
need
for
him
to
investigate
my
heart
tenderly
with
the
stroke
of
his
brush,
hoping
and
praying
that
he
finds
my
hidden
fantasies
that
I
so
often
thirst.
"O
how
I
need
you
my
lover"
to
paint
me
in
your
heart,
till
my
rain
begins
to
fall,
to fulfill my desires
till your name I softly call
Paint me loving you
till all our colors blend,
then repaint me loving
you, my lover,
all over again.