The world sees the playful orange in you.
But your soul feels  the weight that is due

Passion hot as red
Look at all the places it has lead
But ending always in dread

Pills, potions and tonics
But are they your true hedonic

Blue so warm and inviting
But act you continue rewriting

Stripped of all your shells
Open your mouth and yell

Romance and love , to hard to get
But you grab for that allusive net

The first women in your life
But she caused you so such trife

So many you have loved
But none fit like that velvet glove