Colors Of Love
The color of love is red Your skirt Your polka-dot shirt Your spent night's unmade bed. The color of love is black The night that follows me The ghosts that follow you Or whatever you lack. The color of love is blue Are you in the bathtub now? With the stranger who knows you well And maybe he loves you too. The color of love is white You in your wedding dress And I a fool A fool To think of you tonight. ~o~ Labels: Poetry |
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