She grew up
in the black and white era
and her hair shows it.

Her memories are technicolor
but her photos,
monochromatic.

Were his dreamy eyes
that drove her crazy
blue or green?

What color was
that dress she wore
to her sister's wedding

It's not for us to know,
for her colors stayed
in the black and white era.

A house divided
cannot stand.
Yet fifty
different states,

all men
created equally,
yet some
three-fifths a man.

They say
we learn
from history
and I really
hope that's true,

for in our history,
up to date,
we have much
learning to do.

Who am I
To want you so
Knowing full well
How much it would hurt her

How cruel is it
That you met her first
And the flame between you
Was extinguished so soon after

What am I to do
Unable to be with you
Yet plagued with the sense
That our hearts align perfectly

I am the moon

lofty in darkness, mysterious.

Tell me all your dreams,

dance with me.

You are the sun

bright and warm, cheery.

Let me smile with closed eyes,

bask in you.

A world away

people and places, things.

I see you often,

in the dawn of light.

I thought I loved you

but I am tied to earth

and earth

is tied to you.

You and I are beautiful.
You more than I,
but together,
Breathtaking.
All my life,
Being okay was the goal.
Yet with you,
I feel excellence rush through my veins.

Your excellence does not require my presence,
And you do not feel the need I feel
Because you are excellent on your own
And beautiful
And breathtaking
And above all else
You have something beautiful
With her