Cryptic Cupidity

Often,
the intense carnality of my lust is more than I can bear.
I behold exquisite beauty,
blinding and bright,
within your innermost core;
strength of mind and will,
determination of purpose.
If there is anything more aphrodisiacal,
it is unbeknownst to me;
insatiable hunger becomes commonplace,
unrelenting passions the backdrop,
the canvas,
on which my life is painted,
over and over again,
in the reds,
the golds,
the oranges,
the salacious colors,
of cupidity.