The Colors of Love and Death

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By ezimmerman

Give me a different kind of color A color that is like no other One with the softness of a soothing lover One with unfamiliar places to discover A fire with a different flame A face with a different name Black stormy clouds, red fiery sunset of the skies Or the tender ache hiding in your weary eyes The glistening gold of the streets of heaven The unfailing urgency of a rabid obsession The blue depths of shadows and sweet surprise The fleeting fancies of our ultimate demise From this color is produced a pure and simple sound A sound that contains infinite bliss to be found One that bounces off the wall and furiously shakes the ground One that seeps through the cracks and knows no bounds A drama with a different cast A rifle with a different blast Thunderous cheers and jeers as angels and demons rejoice Or the smooth vibrations of your gentle voice The enormous hall with the finest acoustics The liberating release of the beautiful music The piercing shrill of a desperate scream The wondrous melodies of a peaceful dream Along with this sound comes a deliberate action An action that breeds the strongest of passions One with the prize of complete satisfaction One that creates a shocking reaction A grip with a different clutch A hand with a different touch Cruel, obscene force inflicted upon an innocent face Or the intense intimacy of your warm embrace The indulgence of excesses that nullify our senses The pulling of a trigger at others' casual expense The explosive pressure of a haunting kiss The terror of a fateful leap into the abyss Followed by this action comes a deep emotion An emotion that cannot be evoked by any kind of potion One that carries with it trials of devotion One like the L.A. sun on my face down by the ocean A smile with a different glow A feeling with a different flow Vengeful kiss of death delivered from the Lord above Or the unparalleled effect of your limitless love The joy of two souls feeling the same sensation The lustful urge of a transfixed fascination The enduring bond of trust that cannot be undone The insatiable pain of leaving our world to be permanently numb Oh sweet, lovely woman that I long for Won't you please come around and open up the door? We would be so alive and free together In the color of death, our love would last forever Give me that indescribable feeling The one that shoots me right through the ceiling Stand with me to take on death As we inhale life with every breath Grant me that burning emotion The one that cannot be produced by a potion Show me that overwhelming action The one that conveys the potency of our attraction Play me that magnificent sound The one that lets me know you will always be around Give me that beautiful color The shade of the rainbow that has not been discovered I want to see this different kind of color The color that is like no other One with unfamiliar places to discover The color of a beautiful friend who is forever my lover

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September 9, 2013 13:19George Chow

i guess no hurry in this eternal world, love Jesus makes 2, other half match by one in heaven ;)