Red?
Red is dangerous... Seductive.
Red is Valentines... Productive
In your heart which is red...
But for blood, which is blue
Till air hits the cells... then its crimson...
Tis' true
What of pinks?
It's red mixed with white
Its humming for joy in a romantic night
Oh red is my color
For blondes... it's a choice
Cause red just like Cardinals...
Its singing... it's voice
Of a song...
Like in "Lady In Red", from the film
Its my favorite color
Like wise for him
Red is all tied up and intertwined
Like lacy sweet doilies 'round
Red valentines
Crimson and Christmas...
Can see red for miles
It's my ruby red lips
My tongue and my smile
My finger all painted
A torredors cloak
For a bull with a mission
Then hearts that all float
Around lovers heads
Red, fuscia... and pink
Its mine and your colors
Its trouble.. I think!

Author: Susan K. Rowse
11.04.00





Back To Susan's Index Page

Back To Love Poetry Cafe
Hosted by www.Geocities.ws

1