I’m frilly, I’m flirty.
I’m gentle and soft— the breath of a child against your neck. A flutter of kisses from your lover in the morning.
I’m a promise as smooth as the inside of a Chiragra spider shell, as clean and fresh as a kitten’s yawn.
Touch me, I’ll curl around your finger.
I’m a lullaby.
Catch me, I’ll quiver.
Jill Spencer (author) from United States on December 06, 2017:
Thank you, MsDora.
Dora Weithers from The Caribbean on December 05, 2017:
Such lovely similes and metaphors for the essence of pink! Well done.
Maren Elizabeth Morgan from Pennsylvania on December 04, 2017:
Jill Spencer (author) from United States on December 03, 2017:
Hi Diana. I wrote the poem as an exercise during a creativity class, titling it "What Color Am I?" All but one reader guessed pink, which made me think I'd done something right. Thanks for stopping by and commenting. Best, Jill
Diana L Pierce from Potter County, Pa. on December 03, 2017:
This is a cute poem about pink and it is much easier to relate to then purple, yet both make you understand the value of color. Good job.
Jill Spencer (author) from United States on December 02, 2017:
Thanks, Peggy! Appreciate your kind words.
Peggy Woods from Houston, Texas on December 02, 2017:
You have captured the word Pink with pretty photos and poetic expressions nicely.