Random piece of something

A little something that I wrote long ago… Just a piece of a story I found it today sooo here it goes: It is said that red is the color of passion but that can’t be the truth. During the time I spent in your bed I came to realize that blue was the real shade of lust. This musing came to me first while I saw the flame heat the water and made it boil. However I came to terms with that fact when I felt the weight of your body above mine and your eyes, blue and spotless, were entirely focused on me. I know that passion – real one – can’t be red. It has to be blue as your eyes. Those spheres transport me to world of infinite pleasures, where the last frontier is only found in the skin of the other. Never in red have I explored your geography, blue always dominated the scenario of carnal desire. How fool I was when I considered that blue was the color of ice. Now I acknowledge that only in red the fire is finding its death by losing its heat. Only in red the hell of your indifference is felt.