I am Me
In living color, I have found so much of me.
I am Me.
Uniquely.
Unequivocally.
Especially.
Who am I..?
I am passion, deep & intense
Keep warm by my fire,
Call me Crimson
I am prolific, rich & emboldened
Birthing gifts,
Call me Golden
I am healthy, confident & mellow
Knowing me is knowing you,
Call me Yellow
I am peace, tranquil & free
Bask in my ambience,
Call me Green
I am love, proud & true
Floatin in my feels
You can call me Blue
I am aware, won’t try to hide it
Illuminating transcendence,
Call me Violet
I am healing, free of blight
Growing & glowing
Call me White
I am Me, in time I find
You are me, too
Call us Human Kind ❤️🧡💛💚💙💜🤍
Uniquely.
Unequivocally.
Especially.
About the Creator
Imani Nembhard
I am a blessing. I live to love and love to live, with a passion for learning, elevating & teaching.
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