"Orange" by Miss Cragun

If I were a color, then I'd be orange.

I'd radiate heat like a burner on a stove

And scorch your tongue with the bite of a pepper.

I'd mesmerize your eyes like a flickering flame

And hypnotize your thoughts with my crackle and pop.

I'd tickle your nose like a citric fruit

And make your hands sticky as you peel off my skin.

I'd inspire your spirit like a new morning sunrise

And calm your soul with peace in a dissipating sunset.

I'd leave you in a flash with the stealth of a tiger

And let your memory prey on the blur of my colors.