I Know The Colour of Love
Categories: Colour of Love,
Of course, I know the colour
I'm certain love gives a pallor
Something like the cheeks of a Culler
With a sweet tinge and allure.
Shouldn't it be white?
Veronica's scarf was just as bright
When she wiped the face of Christ
Just as he fell right by her side.
Maybe it is Colourless.
Like the water from his side at best
Pierced and bruised under his chest
Yet, his chords remained soundless.
Nay! It is brown and it runs
The shade of the crown of thorns
Placed on his head like some bonds
When they said he flouted the laws.
Eureka! I now know it is red
Blood on the skull from which he bled
Blood from his side that he shed
Just to clear my sin of scarlet.
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