I am a color-full woman in every sense of the word.
Akimbo and smiling I face the world.
I am a sunrise-
Not that flat crayola yellow and orange
But robust ochre and rouge
Clementine and golden-rod
Rose sweetly lining the tiniest folds of my face
A spectrum in its own right.
I can paint you images of my pastel pensive mind
Display endless landscapes
Or a bowl of fruit ripe with temptation
But it means nothing
If you persist in black and white.
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