After the Rain

Red were the roses dripping from her parted lips,

Green eyes flashed hot in the yellow-gold afternoon.

Violet was his desire coursing through throbbing veins.

Orange was the hour of the sun’s sinking.

Indigo was the pool her dress made on the floor.

Inky blue-black covered their bodies in the secrecy of the night. 

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