Poem #40: February 14th, 2010

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Black

Black,

The color of the ring circling my finger.

The beautiful flowing dresses and suits,

Worn by people attending a formal affair.

The short, silky hair of a dog.

The mane of a horse,

Flying in the wind as it runs through open fields.

The color of the ink in my pen,

And the letters on my computer.

And black is the color of night.

The color of darkness,

Endless, unseen.

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