SENSUOUS

Orange is of fire
It burns its sweet flavor
Onto the retina of her
Purple mind, which
Is dark and soft
And leaves the lingering
Scent of somber in her mouth,
Which is engulfed
By the red of anger
That burns its
Cinnamon scent onto her body.
She feels the cool blackness
Of licorice pervade her senses
And she lies upon the lush
Grass and soaks the soft,
Pure sweet smelling music
Into her being
As she drifts,
Off to,
Sleep.

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