Pink
Cherry blossoms fill the air,
Drifting without a single care,
And every time you walk these streets,
The petals rest upon your silky hair.
Silky gowns of picasso rose
Still life paint as if time has froze.
Thawed out by your light,
A flaming sun.
Flushed pastel blooms
On your cheeks and nose.
Suntanned smile,
Hued in sanguine pink.
The streetlights glow,
And the daylight shrinks, around you.
Posted Jan 12, 2022, 9:39 PM UTC
How comforting. Thank you.