Passion always bubbled
beneath the surface of my skin
in bright, vibrant shades of red.
But my lust has not always swayed towards
stubbled faces
masculine scents
chests rich with hair..
It has longed for
plump scarlet lips,
curvaceous hips,
an unmistakable softness.
And yet
this lusting red heart
has been locked in the dark.
A room where there are
no shades of grey
where I am nothing more than
part of the darkness.
But one day
bright beams of white light shone in
and on me there were colours of every shade
a rainbow that set itself upon me and
released me.
I loved every colour:
red,
blue,
yellow
and every blended combination of each.
I was no longer in the darkness
I knew who I was,
who I desired,
and I was proud, fierce and free.
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