Composed: 7/7/13
Description: A thought I had several days ago at work and recently put into poetry.
Nothing is wrong with Violet
She strolls in the rain with mature grace
While humming
Dreaming of sunsets
And dancing in the twilight
A hat full of silver at her feet
She meets Yellow
A fellow who laughs with the stars
Until moonlight shines
On his dreamy smile
And he skips in the sunlight
Embracing bundles of wheat for market
They seem more full, more vibrant
When placed side by side
Not because he completes her
Or she completes him
Love does not complete you
It complements you
Scraps of Paper 
My favorite part is the last two lines: “Love does not complete you / It complements you”. It’s very true, and it definitely reflects the kind of love I have in my life right now. The whole poem is great and really drives home the message you’re trying to convey.
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Thank you very much!
The entire poem actually derived from those two lines. I was thinking about relationships and came up with the phrase “love does not complete you; it complements you.” After mulling over this a bit, I started thinking about complementary colors…. and thus this idea was born.
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