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| 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 |
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