Kiss me Pink

A very short descriptive essay based on a color that evoked emotions

Kiss Me Pink.

I am the striking color of his lips after he passionately kisses you. I am the slight hue of your sweet blushing cheeks when he gazes into your eyes and adoringly says how beautiful you are. When he holds you close in a tight longing grasp, I am left on your back in the formation of caring handprints. When you hold his hand, I peek out from your strong grip as the color on your freshly manicured nails. I am the light blotch on your pale white neck after he gently rests his head on your shoulder, sending chills up your spine. You admired my brightness on the blooming flowers of summertime when you walked up the hill together. You stopped to smell me, and I tickled your nose by surprise. I am the glimmering tint of the girly lip gloss on your mouth when a smile adorns your face as you catch him endlessly gazing at you. Unfortunately, I appear in the whiteness when it is time to part ways and tears well up in your eyes. Your once colorless heart finally begins to radiate brightly from your chest with my abundant presence. I am the intense shade of a budding romance, of a breathtaking kiss and the amorous thoughts that are conquering your mind.