What colour is love?
What temperature is it?
I feel it in the fractal flakes
And the warm bedroom light
Prologue
They are my songs.
You are my song
Yet I wander like untied.
Spectrum of Hues
Have you ever felt completely surrounded and soaked in love as if it was the medium you lived and breathed in? I believe that the experience of such a feeling is what makes us good and loving people.
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