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Passion is in her nature...
Red hair chosen
But how fitting, they say.
She paints figures of passion,
figures in pain,
figures of playfulness,
but always, figures of movement.
She loves the color blue,
blue of cobalt,
blue of turquoise,
saxophone blue,
blue of moving water.
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She dances like she lives,
dresses flying,
control but partially granted,
joyful when amused.
Don't cross her.
She is an animal,
tiger to pussycat,
rage of past hurts joined to present.
Loves deep; hurts deep,
life chosen.
Bonnie J. Baty
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