(what) Rhymes with Orange
no idea. but I do believe…She is in a class of her own.
love child of yellow and red
but there is nothing secondary about her.
The big sister of peach
Who lives life out loud
shouts “look at me”
without raising her voice.
Birds of Paradise fly on her back
Radiates warmth with her fiery breath… shimmers on scales, smooth petals
Cadmium yellow deep.