Love

Love – the word that we use to describe what

We feel

A poor semblance

Yet all we have to illustrate the

Feeling

Which resembles

Color more so

 There are the

Yes

And the

No

Black

And

White

(some wish for it)

They are afraid of the possibilities

(a drab world this would be)

(I think)

(I have a feeling it would never know the likes of you)

(One like you could never exist in such a world)

Of black and white

(Glad I am that such a world is not)

Thankfully

There are

Colors

A spectrum full

And you are one

 I am caught like the moth

Flying ever so close to the flame

You

And I –

I am in your

Under your

Spell

 Love does not convey my

Emotive self – how my heart beats faster

(faster)

What I feel

All perspective is gone

As if there is a time that exists all on its

Own

 And I am glad that you have this power over

Me

(to make me feel)

Take me where you will

I am ready

I am anxious