Color me in hues of loneliness
as the tangled clematis vine
withers and dies
from the autumn shine.

Color me in the sound of emptiness
wishing to hear the night birds song
and the rustling of falling leaves
in a night that is too long

Color me in a haunting sea mist with the cry
of the gull over silvered waves.
and whispers of lovers
on forgotten graves.

Color me in burning fires that smolder
as cruel desires once again call her near
Echoing her tiny moaning passions
whispering in my ear