Goddess of Color, the Stars and Moon,
Glides her brush across her womb.
With scarlet red and hues of gold,
She calls her Orange, her first to hold.
Again burst forth from colored Saints,
With hues of blue and green, she paints.
Above the Moon and stars of chrome,
Her second love she calls Seafoam.
With royal blue and crimson red,
She draws across a fertile bed.
Sprouting up from down below,
A hue named Violet begins to grow.
A final stroke she pulls along,
With lighter shade but painted strong.
She draws new life, a work of art,
Her Baby Blue, born wild at heart.
Vibrant Venus, Goddess of Color,
Painting souls, became a Mother,
With holy paints and canvas altar,
Eternal love, prismatic daughters.
