hues

Love is gentle, like the flame of a candle.

Wax melting, we melt into each other.

You held and I hold, we breathe.

Inhaling my love, exhaling your fear.

We mesh like colorway.

What hue is your love? Is it red like fire? Is it cool like blue? Does it burn like sage? Does it cleanse like water? Can we lay our burdens down?

Let’s leave our armor by the riverside,

Love shouldn’t feel like a war.

Ashe.