Is this love?



A beautiful painting
With lush green landscape
I paint it green
Makes it lustrous
But thou sayest
Nay paint yellow
Quietly I nod and change

Red the color of desires
Is mine favorite
I endorse it in me
Adore it a lot
Thou sayest
Nay white is mine
Quietly I nod and agree

Azure blue the fantasy
Admiring the sky
I sigh and cherish it
Carved in my heart
Nay baby thou sayest
Black is the beauty of night
Quietly I nod and agree

The color of gold
Every women adores it
Nay I am not exception
I treasure it in me
Nay dear thou sayest
Silver is most dear
Quietly I nod and agree

Strangers company
Smoke and wine everywhere
Dance and frolic here and there
I abhor dining
But thou likest
Fare or like or dislike
Quietly I nod and agree

Talks of business
Enthralling joy for thee
Away from romance
I abominate it
But thou likest
Fare or like or dislike
Quietly I nod and agree

Admiration for that dame
La belle dame sans mercy
Thy adoration for her
I despise it
But thou likest
Fare or like or dislike
Quietly I nod and agree

High aspiration
Thoughts to touch the sky
Unfulfilled ambitions
I scorn it
But thou likest
Fare or like or dislike
Quietly I nod and agree

I see beauty the way
Thou see beauty
I admire colors
As thou admire it
I enjoy company
As thou enjoy it
I love dislike
As thou like it

The world in mine eyes
Change a lot
I have eyes but lo!
I see the world
Through yours
Thou hath changeth mine world
Is this Love?

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