Red.
It means shades of satin,
Coveted by lovers,
Naked bodies draped in these covers.
*
Red.
It means love, danger, and passion.
Soft lips; harsh words,
Ignited with no compassion.
*
Red.
It means energy, anger, and lust.
Flames burning with desire, an uncontrolled fire,
It is a color that you cannot trust.
*
Red.
Tantalizing and pleasing,
The whisper of a touch,
Antagonistic and teasing.
*
Red.
Crimson life-blood,
The building blocks of life,
Bursting from our veins in a flood.
*
Red.
Sweet candies, sour berries
Whipped cream topped with
Juicy cherries.
*
Red.
It invokes caution,
Forbidden and dangerous.
A sensual affair in blossom.
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Angela Derscha
Twitter @angied7592. Long time lover of literature. Obsessed with adorable animals and coffee I spend my days playing video games with my brother and fiancee. I got a medium account too https://angeladerscha.medium.com/ check it out.
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