Pink Witch

I am pink
Soft and tender as a budding rose
Pink as the flush in my cheeks
when feeling the butterflies of a fresh love
Pink is the creative sparks flying from my fingertips
as the right words find their flow
Pink is the gentle embrace connecting and webbing
from my sisters and brothers holding our circle strong
Pink is the color of my heart and I wear it proudly
but it does like to hide on my sleeve
Pink as the peaceful dusk sky slowly fading
I am a soft delicate pink
ripe as red yet a little more ease
Tippey Toe Walking -with a slight skip
I am pleasant pink
I am Pink Witch