An organic sculpture, peaks and cavities,
craggy shadows moving across the dusty terrain as daylight melts away.
Contorting the kaleidoscope landscape, orange is a canyon.
A dripping nectar refreshing your senses,
fingers sticky with lust as the delectable juice dribbles down your chin.
Infusing the air with zest, orange is citrus.
A rising heat distorting the vista,
skin prickling with intensity as the cooling droplets of moisture trickle down.
Throbbing down on the world, orange is the sun.