My paintbrush

My paintbrush
dips deep
into the color box  
Depicting love,
desire at landscape back
My ink of passion flows
towards you tonight
so I may show you
how It affects my meditate
to be so truly needed
by an ardent lover to intimate
I desire to scribble
of lover's word power
Winning the warm
sinuous parchment
of your endeavor
Secret words that
only you can understand
Till my brush runs
dry and I return to dip again
At the ink drops made
by nature for
the scripting of my desire
__________________________
BY
WILLIAMSJI MAVELI