A revolution of hues
Spews forth in lieu
Of what’s surely due
To my hearts best view
Red roses emerge on cue
For my love is most true
Orange sweet her lips imbue
A moist pleasure like morning dew
Yellow her radiance alike so few
Shines forth in her beauty’s mews
Green for so natural a glue
That merges my roots to you
Like the ocean meeting the sky’s blue
My dearest sparrow to me flew
On wings of an indigo milieu
Sunset to a home sick cabin crew
Sailing t’wards purple passion to
the rainbow welcome of life anew
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