The color that speaks to me.

No. I am not talking about the pink that might remind you of Paris Hilton. I am not talking about the pink splashed all around Legally Blonde. I am not talking about the frivolous, superficial, inane shade of pink that you might associate with giggly teenage girls.

Now that am done with my defensive disclaimers, lets get to the bottom of this business. My favourite color is pink. I even have my yahoo mail customized to pink. And that's not because "its so cute!" or such reasons that I cannot even remotely hope to relate to but...

I do love the shade of rose the sky dons at dusk, a glimmer to remind a tired soul after a hard day's work that romance still awaits, that rosy dreams still can come true, that magic lies hidden in sudden moments of clarity...

I love the pink that rises up a blushing face...

I love the pink of little fingers that hold on to your finger so tight, you never want to let go...

I love the shade of rose that colors my dreams, they remind me of sweet memories yet to be...

and I love the images that pink paints in my head - a happy place, smiling faces, music to dance to and love all around...

Can you blame me for my rosy indulgence now? :)

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