It's about the black and the white - That's how this will play

It's not about the differences in people - It's about what the heart will say

I'm told that I'm precious - told I am the spark

Told that without me - it's futile to embark

The white talks and talks - saying it's so fulfilled

It pleads for devotion - its heart over-spilled

But the black shows - what lurks in the real

It demands truth - its heart the one that will feel

I was bathed in the white - washed in its dream

But I blinked a moment - and the black made me scream

The truth, in all its ugliness - did persevere

The black tried to warn me - I chose to avoid my fear

I become drunk in the white - not the first time, for sure

I fell for the seduction - now cut by truth's blade - so pure

beautiful

thank you

Love it.

Sorry is all I can say, though I know it falls short.

I know how you feel.