A woman pure as white
yet as naughty as red can be.
as humble as the lowly black
dignified beyond compare like purple
no less richer than yellow in all
but as ordinary as orange can be
my reason for survival just as green
couldn't be more simple a little like brown
and like indigo a heart so deeply full of love
eyes just as magenta I can't stop looking at
and a touch so soft feels like burgundy.
Fimisola-Samuel
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