Color of Love

I claim to be colored, black, brown and know my soul overflows with joyous light. I am what and who I am, and it is what it is…No need for me to brandish my color as I have come to love myself and self-love is the forerunner of love for others.

Love is clear, Love is near and I think Love should have no fears…not even fear itself. Love doesn’t have faults, but we do so…why not let love lead us over our fears, tears and clear the path for a faultless walk through life?

I love the Love and sip it’s nectar, on the bay, by the bay, but promise never to keep this colorless pearl at bay…

guH A guM Of YoJ

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