Blushing Skin

It's the color that warms her face,
The color that gives her so much grace.

It's the color of her feet standing in the cold,
The color that makes her feel oh so bold.

It's the color that accompanies her smile,
The color of her flushed skin after running a mile.

It's the color of butterflies fluttering in her stomach,
The color that makes her heart plummet.

It's the color of her faded love story,
The color that left her in a lonely purgatory.

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