colorblind.

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 Aiza


Author's Note

Aiza
started 02/23/08
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