Love is not black and white
you cannot have it
all figured out
it is a rainbow of colors
some dull,some bright
some a mixture of others
some you don’t even know
what to call them
still like the rainbow
love is beautiful
it is the morning sun
that lands softly on your skin
it is the force that keeps you going
even when stop
is what you’d rather
it is the wind
beneath your wings
that propels you
to fly to skies
you never thought possible
it is the flame
that warms you up
the spark that just never dies
love goes the extra mile
it forgives and forgets
it lets go of the hurt
it encourages and builds
and is always there when needed
it quarrels and fights
and gets mad at times
it always remembers though
that there’s more to life
than being right
than holding grudges
love is the beauty
of sharing yourself with another
as imperfectly as you are
yet being accepted
just as you are
love is the feeling
once you come across
you will never be the same
though it comes and goes
though you may not get it
in return
it always leaves you better
love is beautiful
it’s complicated
yet beautiful…
xoxo
imperfectous.
Miss Adoyo 