Grey Matter

They say Love can cover a multitude of sins, but is that really so?

What if love at his best can only disguise a multitude of offences until that dreadful Unmasking Day in which our true heart's intentions take advantage of this nakedness inside our achilles heel.

When did all the truth in the universe go grey?

If we had gone green at least we would have stood for something definite such as

                                                       Jealousy

                                                                or Greed

                                                       or Earthday.

Since when did Venus spew lies about her amourous sojourn through loving hearts?

Is "A pair of Star Crossed" whatever the line is, just a fable?

And this sentimental scout is not speaking of romance!...
He is speaking of
                                                            Trust
                                                      and Truth
                                                      and Tenacity
                                                      and "will you stay?"
                                                      and "do not leave me"

and what ever it takes to believe that we are not a forsaken people.
Is there no black and white?...
Or are all things in this galactic planetorium, a dissapointing shade of grey?

And this sentimental scout is not speaking of color!... I'm speaking of ...

                                                   

                                        " Do you think we could ever be happy?"...