Crimson

A crimson petal

Cups the morning dew

Tender as a mother

As lovingly to

A single crimson drop

From the wrist of a girl

Pale as snow

Crimson cheeks

Burn and tighten

Teeth clench

Fists tense

Crimson has so many places

It can travel to

But my favorite place

Is on the cheeks of you

 

Author's Note

Meant to be happy and a bit silly :)

Reviews

[Sleeping Maiden]

Awwww!! wow, so sweet and has this romantic feel to it. I love the flow and the imagery here. Beautiful. Great write!!

[KAREN]

Really sweet and flows well!

[newyearnorma]

i really like this poem

[SwagMaster]

Cute!

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