COLOUR OF LOVE Air: What colour does it have? What taste does it have? Neither taste nor colour for air Yet it is of most essence to man. Think of air Imagine the breeze Breeze is a natural orchestra Played to plants in symphony The leaves dance in concert The romance is a gluing allure Just air, tasteless and colourless Yet, so cosmic, so romantic! What about water? The very water we drink? Neither taste nor colour for water Pour water in a green cup Pour water in a blue cup Container colour is what we see! Love has no colour Love has command Love has its allure The lover glorifies the loved The lover gives colour to the loved Sure, love, even love, has colour. Too much air is wind Not good for ingestion Too much love is madness! Like air Same with water Love can be injested Love can be given a colour The lover gives the needed colour The lover dictates the needed colour And the loved one glows in the colour Only lovers see the colour of love! © Engr. Enyinda Nath Okey
Posted on: Tue, 02 Sep 2014 17:03:42 +0000
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