Red
Dangerous yet tempting me
Red
The colour of my heart
The colour of my blood
Could this love be a bloody affair
Messy
Between a breath and a sigh
Wrapping me into its arms
Enfolding me into its depths
Choking me
Pumping through me
Erratic
Then ecstasy
Pleasurable yet deadly
The end result
Unknown
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Karalena Walsh
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The Light Turns
It's Tuesday 7:13 a.m. A cold and clear November morning awaits Ray on his morning commute. Ray rubs his hands together in the front seat of his Subaru. He turns the air temperature up, but keeps the air on low until the air warms up. He looks at the backup camera screen and reverses the Subaru out of his driveway onto Trimble Road.
By John R. Godwin3 days ago in Fiction
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I like all this, from the title to the subtitle, to the cover photo, to your flowing words. I like it also that you left the ending somewhat ambiguous. I'm Bill a.k.a. Bolt I have subscribed to you. ⚡💙⚡
Absolutely beautiful and red is the color of blood and the color we equate with love.
And that's why red is the colour of love. Beautiful poem!