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The Color of Love

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The Color of Love

-Linda Lee Lyberg

Morning peeks through my window
In my forgetful slumber
I reach out for you
My hand touches the
Cold pillow where your
Head once lay
And I remember.

Crisp sheets,
Groping hands,
Wet lips,
Misty eyes,
Tangled hair,
Warm bodies,
Naked,
Exposed
In the throes of love.
But now
You’ve gone…
So I am left
Alone
With the tainted memories
Of warm pillows
And lazy mornings
Painted…
With our love.

Crisp

7 thoughts on “The Color of Love

  1. the colour of love
    should be clear… clean… transparent
    both souls exposed
    ~
    tainted love… danger
    no colour can disguise
    unrequited love
    ~
    the color of love
    burning passion… desirers
    truelove realised
    ~
    both your eyes will show
    trueloves colour… it twinkles
    twinkles never lie
    ~
    my words inspired
    by the colour of love
    your words did explain

    Many thanks…

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