the soul trails <br />everywhere <br />my eyes see <br />prisons <br />my body only <br />grieves and cries <br />i could be rainbow <br />the spring <br />the trees that <br />start budding <br />a riotious green <br />or the lightning <br />that gives way <br />to roaring thunder <br />my physique <br />cast to track <br />divine pleasure <br />and vengenace <br />in full blooded passion<br /><br />john tiong chunghoo<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/full-blooded-passion/
