Crayola does not have the colour
That you coloured my dim world
Once black and white, sometimes grey
Now as colourful as a pack of skittles
Like a bumper sticker, you distracted me
From the road that was ahead
But then you led me down a different street
One much more appealing
My biography holds your name a thousand times
For you are my story and my life
The book of pleasant moments, unnecessary tears
A top seller in my opinion
Our love is rough around the edges
No lotion to sooth the dents
But if there was, I wouldn’t use it
I’d miss it’s unique touch
And if Crayola did have the crayon
I’d bet they’d name it ‘Love’

 
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