
Red is my lost soul,
yearning to be whole.
Red is your luscious lips,
where I yearn for sips.
Red is the sun’s last ray
as it sets for the day.
Red is the color of the sky
when I finally say goodbye.
Red is my return to hell
before the final bell.
❤️❤️❤️
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Thank you!
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Great poem, Susanne! So many great contrasting images!
Yvette M Calleiro 🙂
http://yvettemcalleiro.blogspot.com
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Thank you so much!
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