What's the colour of Love?

Copyright © Ifueko Ogbomo 2008

What is the colour of love? Maybe Red?
A dozen red roses, perfectly scented, handpicked and delivered to your door,
Champagne on ice, served with juicy strawberries, who wouldn’t ask for more?
The lady in the fiery red dress - every curve accentuated;
You ask her name, she slowly leans over and whispers “call me Devon”
With perfect manicure, 6-inch heels and shimmering red lips to match,
you think to yourself, ‘man, I’ve died and gone to heaven!’
Salsa caliente! Two bodies moving as one, to the rhythm of the congas, and the beat of the drum!
Oh the Passion, you forget that you’ve only just met;
your hearts racing, as you break out in a sweat
What’s the colour of love? Some say, Flaming Hot RED!

What’s the colour of love? Perhaps Blue?
6-foot plus, a six-pack to match, funny and charming too
Cool, calm, and collected, and he’s got his eye on You
the perfect gentleman, opens doors for you, and says “I’m sorry” when he’s wrong
listens to every word you say, and girl, he even remembers your favorite song
with a smile so warm it melts your heart, and you know you can’t say No
to that voice, a beautiful baritone, saying “I just called to say hello”
you’re the envy of your friends, they say he’s too good to be true
It’s only been three dates, but in your heart you know, he’s the man for you!
What’s the colour of love? you might say simply true BLUE!

What’s the colour of love? Depends; what’s love to you?
I know a Love, one that is true, a love that’s gentle and so mild
It’s loyal and trusting, like the innocence of a child
It’s patient and kind, not known for pride, malice or greed
It’s pure in thought, in motive, in word and in deed
Selflessly putting others first, it seems somewhat maternal
But taking a closer look, you see it’s much more; called ‘Agape’ it’s eternal
What’s the colour of love? Some say Red, others Blue, there’s no need to fight
It’s obvious to me, ask any bride and she’ll say, the colour of love is WHITE! :-)

“But does love really have a colour?” you ask. Yes indeed! and I'll show you, but I need you to first answer me:
What’s the colour of a starving family, getting a hot meal from a stranger?
Of nakedness clothed in beauty, or being rescued from intense danger?
What’s the colour of complete guilt deserving of judgement, instead receiving mercy and abundant grace;
You’re dreading disdain, but receiving honour, you expect a cold shoulder, but get a warm embrace;
Tell me the colour of a man laying down his life for another
One that’s neither father, nor mother, not sister or brother
Tell me that, and then my friend, the colour of love I need not name
For THAT colour and Love’s hue are one and the same!


TRUE WORD:
There is no fear in love, but perfect love casts out fear, because fear involves torment.
But he who fears has not been made perfect in love.
In this is love, not that we loved God but that He loved us, and sent His son to be the atoning sacrifice for our sins. We love Him because He first loved us.
Beloved, if God so loved us, we also ought to love one another.
He who does not love, does not know God, for God is Love.
... 1 John 4:8,10,11,18,19