Katniss

 Katniss

Love is rosy pink.

It tastes like the fresh strawberries that Gale and Katniss pick.

It smells  like the bread that they shared before the reaping.

It feels like the warm secured good-bye  hug before Katniss got on the train.

It sounds like the teasing and jokes Gale told while hunting.

It looks like the gentle smiles and laughs.

Love is a melody that you’ll keep singing.

    -Mackenzie

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