SHINING HOT

"Shining Hot"

I am the color Orange.

Hot like fire, shiny like lava and brimstone.

I glow with a warm, sensual, friendly, yet, soft, passionate color of life.

I am cousin to the color Red, and we blend perfectly when it comes to shining jewelry and clothing.

We give life that strong, energetic, passionate feeling of cold, icy, flaming goodness.

I am the color Orange, there will never be another ever like me, except for my cousins, Red and Yellow, whom were once my parents in another life, perhaps on a different planet.

My sky toasts and roasts Red with smoke, and my stars are Yellow. Yet, there will never be another quite like my mellowness of all that one feels inside.

One may feel loved, happy, tired, or relaxed like Purple, Green, and Blue.

But no color compares to my glowing beauty

of who I am and represent the rare person inside of them. I am special, I am unique, and I just don't simply "exist".

No. There is something extremely special about me.

Something that makes me ever so different from the rest of all of the colors;

because I have that subtle appearance to my existence when I glow.

If I glow, I shine with the feeling of heat and energetic radiance of gleaming, fiery light.

The everlasting radiance of the sweet, glowing evening sun which almost tastes like the cold taste of the juiciest fruit, the shadowy, uneven, pretty color of ripened mangoes, and the mysterious daze of just being the rich, ripened pumpkin that stands out in the greenery of it's patch.

I will always be special, because the glowing color Orange is who I am.

A poem by

Linda J Hernandez