The Color Of LOVE

My wife is colorful in so many ways.

Her dresses and shoes along with the imagination she uses to color her day.

She's a stunning island girl and I'm just a regular American Joe but she always makes me feel special wherever we go.

I guess you could say our mixed race love makes us unique; but I know I would love her no matter her color.

It makes me think sometimes about what loving someone really means. What is love?

Do we love with just our heart?

I have so many questions, where do I start?

Where does love come from and where does it go?

What makes it shrink and what makes it grow?

Is it born along with you; does it die when you go? Or is it a universal frequency you feel from your soul?

Is there a limit to love and how is it measured?

Is love meant to be the ultimate pleasure?

Fortunately or unfortunately, all of these questions can only be answered by you.

Just learn to love yourself and you'll have nothing to lose.

Chocolate/Vanilla CHOOSE.