Then Hue Lure My Being

Written by: Glenn Sentes

Fill my craving with your zesty rind
In the mist of my longing, come splashing
Ingest my inn with your piquant smiles

Will you rain like dew for my pipe is parched?
Drizzle my windows with decorative light and
Melt your pot in that multihued bend

Be my condiment in this insipid snack
But preserve your liquiscent state
No! Not in the canister

Who says this dye belongs to Freud?
After you entice my eyes and tongue.
Then citrus filled my air now back to stanza one.

Orange
For Nette Onclaud’s Color My Word
Adjudged 3rd Place
Glenn L. Sentes