Less color without you is the curse I live with; darkened rainbows are not fairy tales or myths. A world missing you means damnation to hell; just to have you I would all my being sell. Loving you warms my arctic heart; museums post walls filled with black art... for less color without you is my blight. Dying I would gladly place myself in a fight... for you. Do not care if for thee I had to slew.
Less color without you... is the world I live in.
Less color without you... is my world –- my inn.
Planetary stars circle the universe showing a glimmer of hope in the night; interplanetary travel would I take for a mere glimmer of your sight. Oceans envy the blue of your eyes as they shine amoung the mortal; motions are felt in the deepened hearts of the immortal –- for you quicken even the deadest dead. Your smile possesses a peace that brings tranquility to those that bled and their tears shed. Plenty of people pass you by, never knowing the array of beauty contained within. Many orphans stop their cry, never knowing it was your peace which in them resided therein. At your side it is easy to feel loved; impossible would one at your side feel unloved.
Less color without you... is no longer the way I wish to be.
Less color without you... is no longer how my eyes wish to see.
My soul hungers and aches for a touch from your lips; cascading to the moon I will be if from your cup I am allowed to take sips. Deprive not from my side your everlasting existence; cannot you see pain is mine if you are far in the distance? Come; quench this ache which kills in me every possible resistance –- know that until that day I shall forever continue my persistence. My cherished; know that none can see you like I do, for to me you are treasured above the morning dew –- which feeds the grass upon the earth before it’s hew.
Less color without you...
Less color without you is not how I wish to exist.
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