RED and BLUE

A short poem I wrote when I was with my girlfriend at the time to express how I felt. It only made sense to title it after our favorite colors.

I once thought I was sleeping, happily dreaming of a lovely Rose.

Everything everywhere was soaringly Eccentric with heavenly grace.

Only such Deity could create such a state.

 

I was then steadily awaken by the brightest glow Blaring above me.

The height I was drastically being Lifted to could not have been possible.

I looked up thinking my gleamy sight was Unfocused.

Till I came to realize there was no such Eccentric dream, but an innocent angel carrying me to a happier place.

 

Together as one color, a place of Red and Blue.