Grey by Rian Adams My poem “Grey” focuses on the beauty that can often come with age and experience. True love appreciate all parts of a person, even the complexities and the ambiguities. When we see the complexities and contradictions of love, and accept them, that’s when love is true. Otherwise it’s simply projection of an ideal.         Real men lie when they tell their ladies that they pulled out a grey hair. There is something sacred about acknowledging the stresses, the disappointments, and ambiguities of a life that never…