Someone recently wrote that ‘Love Has No Color’
I disagree:
Love is the deep blue of the ocean
It is the pink of my dog’s tongue
Love is the orchid colors of my daughter’s bedroom
And the blacks my son wears to theater
Love is mocha, pale, ebony, and tan
It is emerald, sapphire, chestnut, and jade
Love is honey and straw, pitch and caramel
Love is cherry blossom walks
It’s painted deserts
It’s shimmering skyscrapers
And the intense greens of triple canopy jungles
Love is the color of your first car
And your girlfriend’s prom dress
Love is stained glass
Bright green Christmas trees
And the Easter dresses
Of the church that you call home
Love is your alma mater’s jerseys
And NOT your rival’s
It’s shimmering fireworks with friends
And the long rays of the sun from a folding chair in the sand
Love is not without color
Love IS colors
Love... is colors
May 17, 2017
May 17, 2017 at 1:23 AM UTC
Someone recently wrote that ‘Love Has No Color’
I disagree:
Love is the deep blue of the ocean
It is the pink of my dog’s tongue
Love is the orchid colors of my daughter’s bedroom
And the blacks my son wears to theater
Love is mocha, pale, ebony, and tan
It is emerald, sapphire, chestnut, and jade
Love is honey and straw, pitch and caramel
Love is cherry blossom walks
It’s painted deserts
It’s shimmering skyscrapers
And the intense greens of triple canopy jungles
Love is the color of your first car
And your girlfriend’s prom dress
Love is stained glass
Bright green Christmas trees
And the Easter dresses
Of the church that you call home
Love is your alma mater’s jerseys
And NOT your rival’s
It’s shimmering fireworks with friends
And the long rays of the sun from a folding chair in the sand
Love is not without color
Love IS colors
Love... is colors
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