The Color of Sunday
The Color of Sunday
A blush colored horizon,
Cotton candy tufts as clouds.
A soft aurora, yet fierce,
Only comparable to
Gentle feminine hands.
The youthful beauty glow,
clinging to purity, unaware.
Rosy hues and coral tones,
embrace painless immaturity.
Delicate and radiant,
blooming from the vase,
Pink is my Sunday.
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