For Love
Haven’t posted for a while but there really is not enough said about love and we shouldn’t shy away from writing about it. Enjoy the love poem below but enjoy the people you love more.
For Love
You have coloured love and red is
only part of it, we are threads pulled
through each other’s blood,
you have changed the greenness of
the scene and poured the floods that
colour the palest parts of me,
driving the force that compels
and feeds the reason to create,
you are the story I will write.
And love, they told me not to talk about
it, but how can we trust those tenuous
seams when it is the most robust, fearless of things?
Let us colour our page with it
and cover ourselves in it because
all that matters is what we make of love
and, my love, what it makes of us.
©Sam Pearson