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Color Blind
In her embrace, I feel love's icy warmth.
I see her fine skin tone different from mine,
Our love in the air when we in a bunt,
Different from me, but I see her so fine.
Though we love each other, our kins do not.
I take her to them and they shun her out,
Mine claim, her people did to us great fault.
Hers claim that my people are just mere tout.
Her culture, beautiful to discover,
My heritage, a very great treasure.
Though the conflict makes our love bit harder,
Our love and trust, not what we can measure.
Our colors, together, we can't be seen,
With her, I want to spend old age and teen.
© Tobi Adebiyi
I see her fine skin tone different from mine,
Our love in the air when we in a bunt,
Different from me, but I see her so fine.
Though we love each other, our kins do not.
I take her to them and they shun her out,
Mine claim, her people did to us great fault.
Hers claim that my people are just mere tout.
Her culture, beautiful to discover,
My heritage, a very great treasure.
Though the conflict makes our love bit harder,
Our love and trust, not what we can measure.
Our colors, together, we can't be seen,
With her, I want to spend old age and teen.
© Tobi Adebiyi
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