Paint Me In All Hues Poem by indira babbellapati

On a lazy afternoon as this
When the room has been
Shut off to sunlight
The light floral curtains
Fluttered to the whirring fan
My languid leisurely skin lie there
Bare to the cool circulating air

There's a sudden outburst
Of colors of varied hues and shades
That showered as if from
The ever intriguing sky above

Desire, in its intricate motifs
And inexplicable colors had spread
In multicolored patterns
Carefully arranged in heaps of petals
From the last strand of hair
To the last particle of my little toe…

Come, my love
Add your share of colour
To complete the picture