Color of Love

Drop me into the sea The beautiful, beautiful sea and point me to the ecstasy of the blowing wind as it unfolds its wings that cover my fears The time nears when cheers die the skin wrinkles and dries but I notice the seasons don’t care they’re poetic even when storms approach A dream encroaches bringing the Brown man and the Black man into the light working and praying together for a less violent existence Sometimes prayers work other times they don’t but when you are with me I am without worry your love reveals the cadence of the spheres to me Skin color goes skin deep they say but love transcends prejudices and prejudices die where love thrives I see my brown skin as having no color when it combines with your pink hue our shade becomes one, the color of love.