Call It Love

Monochrome rainbow
in a sky of sublime storm
roses every shade but red
circle the crown of thorns
on my unworthy head.
Somehow love,
somehow you love,
somehow you love me love,
knowing everything
knowing
every shade but green
that faces us
that calls beauty obscene
that turns its back on us
somehow
you are serene
even in your tears
even in tenebrous sheen
somehow you are more beautiful
than anything I have seen.

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