REDA Poem by YahalloMy take on the colour.[Red is] Spying with his little eye fluttering bloody dress, her crimson cheeks his heated face Roses drowning in his grip. tasty lipstick on his neck. bittersweet wine on the table, their screams of sweet victory. Holding their burning hands a ruby on her pale finger. her alarming high heels, his cravat falling down chest "I love you in red"
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