It resembles the embarrassment in a shy girl’s face

It is the accumulated chills resting upon her nose in winter

Her pursed and curious lips when her eyes witness wonders

It sounds like a sincere, “I love you”

The rapid beating of her heart in the heat of the moment

A collision of lips before and after a good-bye

It is the sweetness left behind from cotton candy

The taste of a primrose when she kisses the petals

Or the strawberries she eats to cheer herself up

It is the softness of her favorite little blanket

The texture of the stuffed elephant resting in the corner of her bed

And the love and pure warmth residing within her chest

Pink can spark affections and comfort the heart