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From Brenda Cárdenas:

December 21, 2018

Some women like the subtle hints, require
a pastel touch, a whispered cry and blush,
but not me; I am all hyperbole.
Your howls of red, your strokes of green sapphire,
your cayenne kiss, serrano pepper rush
from lip to nape of knee will do for me.

Sonnet for the Thunder Lovers and Primary Colors

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