Red, I said

My first rename of the Fields of Arbol is changing the name of a striking photo that caught my eye, not only for the loveliness of the model, the expression on her face and the well-caught eyes, but also the between-the-eyes punch of the use of colour, done by and of Anni Suvi's Diamonds are my best friends to this...


Red, I said

red, I said.
redder than red, red like blood on fire,
painted on lips that communicate desire,
with a slightly, sprightly, mercenary bend.
red, I said.
does she kiss like a devil, to steal souls?
or is she more just here to melt hearts
and leave the scent of brimstone to my end?
red, I said.
let me burn if I must, ashes and dust,
just to see if her heart, her soul, is scarlet
as I suspect, expect, and detect in her smile.
red, I said.
a red I want to touch and feel.
a red I want to taste and let lay waste
to everything I am. at least, for a while.
red, I said.


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