Purity

Just another lust dyed blue,
Creeping all over,
Like a dark dangerous gloom,
A thought so inclined and barely sane,
Run, before you're impured.

Your glow gives me irritating pleasure,
Your soul tickles mine,
A tulip so plain and white,
So oblivion and perfectly innocent.

But why this gloomy desire?
I'm too flawed to have a play.
After all feelings painted grey,
It has been just another lust dyed blue.