Everything orange
Or what a summer day felt like

Sunkissed on her back
She looked like a greek goddess
Worshipped for her smile
Rose hint, wild warmth
Everything orange, silver nose
The sun, burning our skins
A wrist laid on a forehead,
Lungs breathing in the cool wind
Lilacs, blues and greens and yellows,
And black and orange, skin and hair and
Everything orange
She brought back orange
To put on our nails
I whispered to the sun
How did she know about orange?
But everything is orange
Lilacs, blues and greens and yellow
Black and orange
Skins and hairs and nails and smiles and suns and stars and winds and grass
Stares and eyes,
Hair and warmth,
And orange.
Everything
Orange.
About the Creator
Strange & Poetic
Fixation on the beauty of what’s being felt. Feeling ( through/because of/is the reason of): art.
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