Black
Dream of love
All the colors
Absence of color
Black and white
Their beauty is absolute
Perfect harmony
What would the stars do
If the nights were not black
Streetlights would be lacking
Diamonds and fireflies
Need the black
A funeral passes by
Black cars and black hearses
Draped in fading flowers
The color of death
I think in black
Death should be
The color of sunset
My lover is black
She says
True love is or it ain't
Thin love is no love at all
To love and be loved
Is everything
It makes your soul
Climb out from its hiding place
Black is not sad
Bright colors depress me
They are empty
Black is poetic
It's how I imagine
The poet
Dressed in black...
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