painted cherry lips, glossed and inviting
her gleaming teeth are stained but can anybody tell?
scarlet hair cascades down in tresses
it matches the blaze glowing in her eyes
crimson nails that rake against your skin
her touch is fire and it leaves third degree burns but do you care?
her voice is intoxicating and tastes of deep wine
it's exotic and alluring and bittersweet with addictive properties
vermillion skirts and cerise sweaters are her shade of choice
are they marred in blood or just that intense crimson?
she adorns herself in rubies as they glitter in her veins
sharp and broken but oh do they shine
she is the color of love and passion and warmth
but also of hell and gore and utter agony
this is no mistake
she does not merely adore, she devours affection and eventually you
but will you stop?
oh god no. you're already smeared in maroon and immersed in her vibrant hues
low key love red and natasha romanoff and cheryl blossom
STAI LEGGENDO
Symptoms of Starlight | Poetry
Poesia"you've been brushed by the need for something greater, your head waits for a crown." In which a girl writes down everything from 2 am thoughts to afternoon drabbles to empowering poems in hopes it all means something.
