She painted my skin the color of Hope
dragging richness and beauty throughout every pore
her fingernails sparkled with rainbows of dew
that left a mark shining through every hue.
She painted my skin the color of Need
and drew faint blue lines that continued to plead
she lowered my head and expected my words
to tremble and shudder and flow like a bird's.
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