Love in Colour

He said he loved the colour of my skin

As it hits the light

Exotic he said, caramel? Colour of sand?

And it took me like a flight

He never said that again when the purple

He caused was on my eye

And then he kept saying “My love, My love,

I’d never do this again ‘till I die”

I pittered, I pattered

My face full of confusion,

I don’t believe, I don’t see

I love a man, But I love myself in addition

So I walk away, I leave

I knew and saw beauty in her eyes

And she looked at mine with a question

She said “you loved a man and you cried

so is your love for me a discretion?”

I said, “No, darling. Don’t you get it?

I see you with nothing but pure affection.

Why does it matter if I loved a man?

My love for you is transparent adulation”

She pittered, she pattered,

Her face full of confusion.

She doesn’t believe, she doesn’t see

I could love a man but I can love her in addition.

So she walks away, she leaves

Im left with myself

And I realise the love I need was somewhere else

I loved a man, I loved a woman

But society tells me something else

So here I am, Im done, Im finished

Im walking away, a person any less.

#love #colour