Love in Its True Colors

Love may seem,
As a golden light,
Or a pillow stuffed,
With countless feathers.
Love may be
Described as a
Morphing into a vision,
Of colorful beautiful
Love is described
Through people,
Who please those,
Who wish to be
But love is not
The song of a canary,
But a harmony
To a bone crushing melody.
Love is a person,
with craters
In the heart,
And punches
To the head.
Punches may heal,
And in time scars will,
Just brush the dust off,
And don't give up till.

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