Colourspill
Purple creeping fingers
Crawling up my spine
Those cherry smells that linger
Long into the night
Orange scented blossoms
Drip their honey wine
They shake their snowflake feathers
A crimson dancing tide
Could be right
Could be wrong
Playing games
Til the dawn
Oh, my love
Keep me strong
I watch the colour spill from the sun
They tell me what I want to know
And as our bodies melt into one
We fade into the afterglow
Golden is the morning
And silver is the night
I know something's coming
Extinguishing the light
They show off every colour
Taking in your mind
Just another lover
Who wants to kiss in time