The margins of life are grey,
the bedrock of the daily,
but which permits, in natures way,
the welcome intrusion of colour at the deepest level,
for those steeped in the art of love.
And, in a nanosecond, my eyes have seized upon you,
separating out the elements of your beauty,
for which I have a certain appetition,
that burns within me.
©Paul Vincent Cannon