She appears in a sudden burst,
like the uncalled lightening
in an otherwise quiet night,
and paints my world
with colors of many shades,
and soon disappears
nowhere to be found
but in such momentary trice
leaves behind a trail of cerise
for me to cherish with the hope she will reappear

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