When I look at you,
The emotions that dance on your face are few,
So I deduce the feeling,
Based on a pink hue,
Like how your ivory smile,
shines bright salmon,
Or when you turn away in a shy,
Your cheeks are glistening roses,
How tears race down on,
your bloodshot red face,
Maybe your button nose is pink
because snow covers the grass,
When we move close to kiss,
your ears turn Taffy,
Sometimes I get to glimpse of,
Your beautiful peach coloured bare face,
How The flamingos drown,
In your dimples,
Baby your ambiguous hues,
Of Pink confuses me.

© Swaathy
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