Echoes of Passion - with Grace

In the silence of shadow's wake
too saccharine for your cold lips
between dark and fragile state  
of insomnia's tasteless wraith
lusting hysteria's naked peignoir
touching your swollen dichotomy
whispering the winds inuendoes
in footsteps on the mahogany      
of tears in shallow pools

yet between love and hate
the heart beats until it rests
between shadows and lights
there's greyness pulsing bright
cold sweetness touch dry lips
kissing off liquid from parchment dry
whispers comforting embrace thoughts
ardor lift amour butterfly kisses
memories restored from spilled tears