ONCE VIBRANT HUES

A tempest rages, wild and deep,
Where primal urges, passions steep.
Despair, a velvet cloak, enfolds,
As carnal yearnings, stories told.

Once vibrant hues, now shadowed gold,
A captive spirit, to be sold.
Love's nectar sweet, a distant dream,
Consumed by shadows, a sensual scheme.

Yearning to break these silken chains,
To taste the freedom, feel the rains.
To rise above, let passion ignite,
And claim the soul with fierce delight.