Red, the colour of your lips, with which
Oranges, you ate, in messy innocence
Yellow, was the sun on your hair
Green, me, when other men caught your sweet smiles
Blue, ever, when we were apart
Indigo, the sea where we swam
Violet, the taste, of memory in heart
When falling rain reminds me, of what was
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Nicely depict hue and colors of rain and emotions. Good work.