Colourfication
Refreshing my attitude with a second amber shaded
concoction, I made my conversational way through the
proportionately correct number of jet and ivory faces
this party required. This intuitively reminded me of why
I hate parties. My sojourn took me into the garden for a
delightful reprieve from the silver stodginess of the homes
interior and its guests. Strolling its path, lined with lilac
and ginger scented emerald flora, I happened onto the most
mesmerizing soft sapphire eyes I have yet to have dreamt
existed. The soft carnation color of her dress was in sharp contrast
to the crimson coursing through my veins. I suddenly found
reason to know why I love a good party...
Colourfication Contest 03/12/2016
Copyright © Charlie Smith | Year Posted 2016
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