Love is green
Like freshly-cut grass
Raw earthy and sour
The stiff sharp blades
Pierce your bare feet
Without apology
Love is blue
Like mother’s blouse
Soft ruffles brush
Against your bruised face
Her bony hands comb
Through sweaty tangled hair
Love is red
Like blood of the martyrs
Unbent until the end
Beyond yourself
Something greater
Than here and now
Love is gray
Like November sky
All our fears
Come unraveled
We keep falling
Through each other’s arms
Love is white
Like a virgin’s gown
Watercolors unconsummated
Secrets unwhispered
Yet a faint blush
And a twitch of the eye betray
Love is black
Like a deep abyss
At the bottomless bottom
You are still holding me
No room for pretense
The truth is spitting you in the face
Love is purple
Like dreamer’s paradise
Turned inside out
You pull me by a string
And show me how to fly
Nothing is too wild
©2009 Dosia McKay
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