Crimsion songs

Mood swings with thy prays
life makes a penetrating desire
Is the colour solving my equations
or drawing lines of solutions?
Those holy lines sing my heart
lovely shades never make me flat.
Motions of expressions drive strong
hardly count me wrong
My sun sets at my lido
that promises kudos
flowers emit fragrance
that omit my grievance
craving my flaws and flummery
it rejoices and brings me merry
somersaulting and leaping
Ideas keep on riding.
Those creamy layer
make me fair
it's not the dermis but my rhythm
that polish my breathing!