Synesthesia

i cant help it
theres a fire inside
not a rage, not a thought
but a motion, a passion
like a synesthesia when i see you
your curves sing chorus to me,
and you smile an endless palette of beauty

all i need is one touch,
a kiss that evokes a brilliant blend of senses
theres colour, music, the wildlife under my skin
a whim trace of irradescent mortality

soak in this synesthesia,
and be lost in your eyes
for all eternity, till the rain brings me to
it will be our duality,
this fire inside