She\Her
An introspective indulgence of pigment and scheme manifests a mirrored hearth of hues and saturation both named and unnamed.
Somewhere between a burnt orange and a warm butterscotch,
She glows.
A mystique and romantic spirit.
She grows.
Her eyes a brilliant radium,
She knows.
A caricature of pursuit and passion.
Painter's palette, wet with inspiration.
She sleeps beneath a grape & apricot sky,
An artist's dream for both space and time.
Healer by day, poet at night,
Psychedelic fables of love she writes.
Ears planted with melody and midnights,
A warm papaya sunlight.
Eccentric before Vogue,
Althea’s mind went rogue.
She is all of us. Grown old.
A pearlescent kaleidoscope of chroma gold.
Somewhere between light mulberry and natural indigo,
It flows.
About the Creator
Alyssa Barnhill
Staad
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