Color of Truth

Shall I tell a lie that seeps into the waters of your soul

To enhance the day you see inside your mind

If only for a brief moment should I make you feel

Like the prize inside a Crackerjack box

Everyone wants to find

Should I say you are the eighth wonder of the world

You should sit in council on golden floors

Right beside the gods drinking nectar from above

Or would you rather me color in truth

Outside lines you adore

If the honest color of truth is what you really seek

Take a look through these eyes of mine

You can see the brightest star, shining in my sky

Even through the clouds and haze

Ever so brightly defined

You will see the truth and have no need of lies

My star is never dim in less light

You will know I love you in your imperfection

That you are the brightest star

In my heart’s skies

Author's Note

Art: Awakening-by-di_calva - Deviantart.com

Reviews

[Clay Feet]

Another artistic gem, Neva. Surely, in all our hearts we wish to hear the truth that we are wanted and loved...not toys to be hyperbolized in false words that build our ego for a painful fall. Truth is the great emancipator for heart's freedom to luxuriate in the bliss of love.

Excellent writing, sweet Neva.

[realmwriter]

As bright as any love can be. This shines bright for the, to read and take comfort in words so gentle they flow like water around toes in the sand. Beautiful Neva

[LetMeLaughLetMeSing]

Oh my gosh. Can I have you as my personal word weaver? You just spin words into beautiful things that I'm scared to even lay eyes on. Fantastic!

[WatashLegend]

A sweet and romantic poem that warms the heart and speaks to the soul.

[Solidad]

As long as you say it like that you can lie to me all day. J'adore

[Sherwette]

"You will know I love you in your imperfection" this part is so great because we ourselves are not perfect nor does anyone.

[Tasha]

this was fantastic Neva. i loved it.

[Kelsie Eileen Stark]

Simply marvolous!

[silentpoet]

That was beautiful!!

[Alicia Hirshey]

This is an amazing poem, Neva. You are by far one of my favorite poets. I would say you were my favorite but Edgar Allen Poe still has you beat.