The Colour Of Love

hearts have grown
cold as stone
forgotten is
the yellow
of the sun

turbulent waters
swirl and sweep
a vortex
of sorrow
too dark and
too deep
to reflect it

because love
remembers
the colour

the yellow of
the sun
will make
it's way
through the
greyest day
through dark
through sorrow

the yellow
of the sun
will rise
through the
cracks in
the stone

because love
remembers
the colour
by tomorrow
the yellow
of the sun
will have grown
© Rose