Loving You Was Red
Loving you was red,
all passionate lustful verse;
Burned into a gaze
that’s so hot you turn away,
‘Please don’t look at me like that.’
Soft and strong as steel
magnetic pull of roses,
cherry bomb eyes shine;
Scent of desire in the air,
love tastes like heady perfume;
Burgundy bite marks
with a smile only you see,
written in lipstick;
Hidden meaning just for you,
crimson that innuendo.
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