How long has it been since you’ve had the freedom to just be
No longer painted the color I choose
A mask hides you oh to well
In my mind I’m painting you red, purple, pink with a hint of shimmer
I find it hard to choose what color to paint you
Purple is bold and daring
light gloss with a little shimmer is sexy
Pink with a light gloss brings out my best
Frost with a hint of color is soothing
I think he’s seen me any every shade but a frosted red was his fav
But for now I just choose a light glaze of nothing
Just a little something to protect you from the winter weather
Then seal you tight with my mask
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Belladonna, your post reminds me of one of the books I am currently reading, “Color Me In” by Natasha Diaz. This is one of those coming of age books about a biracial young lady grappling with her Jamaican and Jewish roots. She wonders where she belongs. I love your reflections…behind the mask! 🎭✨🎉🎨🤗
That sounds like a good read. I’m headed tot Amazon now to find it. Thank you so much Kym, I appreciate you so much!
You’re welcome my dear. 🙏🏼 I am only halfway through it, but I’m rooting for the main protagonist Nevaeh! Happy reading. 📕📖📗
Can’t wait to read it!
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