The yellow of you is a beach the color of food
Windblown sand rippling like waves
temporary and moving like your mood
The brown of you is the land fertile and rich
waiting to be tilled, waiting for roots
To be planted with something that bears fruit
The pink of you is river clay
Where water tries to breach but instead it sways
Thick with sustanance the color of giving
Beyond this essence
Is your sacred boundary
the perfect meeting space
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