Please do not steal this is copyrighted ——— Flowers spilled from your mouth. Warmth spilled from your eyes. I saw the beauty, but never the red. I can picture the finish line in sight, strangers screaming words I’ve heard every since I took your hands. I told you so. Red love is what it will be. Rushing emotions Heated looks And words you know you’ll never mean. The cards are dealt everything is laid in front of me and yet I pick the Joker. Our red love erupts burning everything in it’s past, leaving me with your desultory words.
