BLACK AND WHITE
I always thought love would be black and white,
Yes and no, in the day and the night.
Right and wrong, clear as day,
But with you, it's golden, in every way.
In the silence of the night, in the echoes deep,
Your presence lingers, in my thoughts it seep.
In the moments shared, in the words unspoken,
Your essence fills me, a spell unbroken.
I thought love would be a simple line,
But with you, it's a mystery divine.
In the spaces between, in the unknowns vast,
Your presence lingers, a spell cast.
In the quiet corners of my mind,
Your memory lingers, a treasure to find.
In the dreams I weave, in the hopes I hold,
Your presence whispers, a tale untold.
So here I am, in the glow of your light,
A soul adrift, in the endless night.
I always thought love would be black and white,
But with you, it's golden, burning bright.
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