Rainbow Rebellion

In the depths of her lips, a storm is born, A kaleidoscope of colors, a tale is sworn. The paint drips like tears, a melancholy hue, A reflection of the soul, both old and new. The red, the blue, the white, a patriotic cry, A call to freedom, a spirit that won't die. The glistening wetness, a sensual delight, A promise of passion, on this, a colorful night. The blonde hair, a golden glow, A halo of light, in the dark below. The expression, a mix of pain and glee, A dance of emotions, for all to see. A portrait of contrasts, a story untold, A beauty that's raw, and a heart that's bold.