The color of love

White is not a color.
It is the absence of color.
It is a vacuum of color.
White is what we would see
if we could see in the dark.
Black is an illusion.
It is not a color.
Black is every possible color
uniting on the same spot
without reflection.
Color itself is only
the reflection of light
that is not absorbed
by the item reflecting.
Love is like color.
And the heart absorbs
all of life’s colors
but for one.
And that one
is what I have searched for
my whole life.