colorblind.A Poem by Aiza
Passion is the color of your soul Keep it hidden, they say Don’t let them see No one needs to know Lock it up Running from uncertainty Passion is the color The color of your dreams Change, they SCREAM Be the same We are all the same Dare to be different That is your color Passion; the color of your thoughts Mine You are the color of me Love, That is mine Photograph this In black and white Exposure to these shades Love is my color It is white It is pure You are my color Passion is the color of your mind Still I am not what they expect of me Not like them I don’t want to be Why be like all the rest? Be your own kind Your own shade Passion It is black, not dark But deep It is bold, not frightening Passion is the color of your soul It fits you well You fit me well Like a beautiful photograph In black and white Rewind this chain that plays Endlessly Your passion runs My love, it flows Slow down Enjoy this ride The ride they call life You only get one Show me your color Give me your passion You are my color Love is the color of me Unknown to all those that grimace Words they don’t understand Emotion they will never begin to feel Passion is the color of your soul And you You are my own Our colors mix together Blend and fade All we see is each other Love and passion Black and white Simple We must be colorblind… © 2008 AizaAuthor's Note
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Added on October 26, 2008 AuthorAizaVAAbout"Love set you going like a fat gold watch..." -Sylvia Plath, Morning Song more..Writing
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