My heart is at the end of spider’s thread,
Dangling like a purple tear drop
the shape of a pomegranate seed.

I peal myself for you.
My Universe is laid bare
in front of your eyes.

My senses are sharpened
to respond to your desires.
There is nothing that I won’t fulfill.

I invite you to come in.
Make yourself at home in my thoughts.
Make yourself one with my feelings.

We blend like colors on painter’s palette.
I am your canvas.
You are my brush.

You spread me thin
when I am in your hair.

You dip in me.
These are the dips
I cherish.