a study in the color of female

Today I am feeling
pink
flushed
like a flower
full of liquid nectar
I am in the sunshine
opening
growing
reaching outward
I am looking at the clouds
following their formations
funny, for a flower to look
and to see.
Is that me
or a reflection
a blue sky
a blue sea
a tall tree
all me
how trivial
how trite
how surfacy
on top
unearthed
unintentional
unthoughtful
unmade
unfinished
no.
it's all good
all beautiful all perfect
all grand
all done up
all over the fuck over the place.
Oh, pink turns to red
deep , dark red
full and bloody and ready to pour
ready to rip
ready to scar
and tear
and turn
over and over
then brown and subtle
and softer then gone
and flooding through until the pink returns
next moon