rasta colors of love
"Her long dreadlocks, a cascade of brown,
Framed by the sun as it shimmered down.
Brown eyes that sparked like precious gems,
Reflecting a love that knows no ends
He, with dark skin and short dreadlocks bold,
A heart of gold, a love story untold.
Together they painted a canvas so vast,
Red green gold and black, love built to last.
In the rhythm of waves, their hearts found their beat,
A love so deep, profound, and complete.
Red for the passion, green for life's grace,
Gold for the treasure in each other's embrace.
With colors as vibrant as the love they share,
This rasta love, unique and rare.
In unity and strength, their spirits soars above,
A love story wrapped in red,green,gold, and black, pure love.
© Ezra Briscoe
Framed by the sun as it shimmered down.
Brown eyes that sparked like precious gems,
Reflecting a love that knows no ends
He, with dark skin and short dreadlocks bold,
A heart of gold, a love story untold.
Together they painted a canvas so vast,
Red green gold and black, love built to last.
In the rhythm of waves, their hearts found their beat,
A love so deep, profound, and complete.
Red for the passion, green for life's grace,
Gold for the treasure in each other's embrace.
With colors as vibrant as the love they share,
This rasta love, unique and rare.
In unity and strength, their spirits soars above,
A love story wrapped in red,green,gold, and black, pure love.
© Ezra Briscoe