Intense color
Golden fantasy.
Cruel reality without colors, of a bitter gray.
Eyes that see what they want, without observing parallels of sad universes.
Mouths, tongues.
Such intensity of love.
Love?
Love,
 For their tastes, their souls
Bitter fantasy,
Just look at the seduction side,
Close your eyes between the lines.
My,
do not.
Images of delights, closed in secret rooms,
Secrets kept.
Between goals, sighs,
costumes,
Morbid reality, soft, of stronger colors not counted.