Melynda mccord

ME made of more colors than three.

Start writing... Streaked by the sun, my marigolds grow. Peaches and cream set the streaks on my cheeks. Emerald glares from my gaze. As I once stumbled through a slate haze. My breathe now blue as a breeze. Violets are my kisses, fuchsia is my squeeze. Crimson and tangerine set my eyes ablaze, it's that fire in my eye that subdued my high. The colors of my soul, give my aura a prismatic glow! For Iam the one made to love in color because the world is black and white!