Red
like the vibrant color of my dress that day
Red
like the pigment that tinted my lips that day
Red
like his car that we were driving in that day
Red
like how his cheeks went upon meeting that day
Red
like the delicate rose he gave me that day
Red
like the splatter on the window when we crashed that day
Red
like the pool of blood that surrounded us that day
ESTÁS LEYENDO
Lucid Thoughts - poetry | ✓
Poesía➸ lucid thoughts of a wandering mind At daylight, at twilight and at midnight
