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The Color of Your Love

I wake up this morning and it is 6am,

Wondering in my bed if I would see you again,

I think of you and stare through my window pane,

On the lookout to see if you are coming down the lane.

I spend countless minutes and hours thinking of you,

Wondering if the color of your love is blue,

Blue like ice, blue not red, blue so cool, Perhaps it is a different color or I am just a
fool.

I sit in our favorite chair and stare at my bed,

You are not here you are in yours instead,

And I think again if the color of your love is red,

Red like fire, red not blue, red blood red.

When I hold your hands I feel that there is disturbance in between,

Its funny because our hearts accelerate like a mean machine,

Makes me wonder if the color of your love is green,

Green like a forest or a mean green.

I need you in my sight, I need you tonight,

To remind me that the color of your love is also white,

White like a dove, white for peace, white like the moonlight.

Paint me with your love,

Paint me a dove,

Paint me a star,

Paint me a car,

Paint me the moon,

Or just paint yourself in my room.

 

E.O.S

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