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Here you will find the writings of the poet Theodore Waterfield

The Color of Your Rose

The first color in the world
I want to see,
is a color no one’s ever seen.
No one’s ever imagined.
It is primary as a ribbon
holding rainbows together.
It is the thinnest edge of sky
confronting night.
It is the color of lips
in bloom from their first kiss.
It is the light a candle has
coming from your eyes.
It is the color of you,
whom I can’t forget,
and what would be called,
the color love.

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