Red are the eyes
That
have been moved to tears
Crimson is the love
Which
transcends all fears
Admitted
a mistake
Ignored,
pardoned a Folly
With Scarlet
words you used
That
are coated with honey
Vermillion is the glow
Of a
love that burns
Which
is always rekindled
At the
place, where we return
A sofa
of memories,
In a
place where we always dine
With a
pigment of love,
A shade
they call Carmine
~my
entry to Magpie Tales
photo:
Christine Donnier-Valentin c/o Tess Kincaid
reference:
Template Shades of Red
5 comments:
cheesy....
Did you write this? If yes, (and I'm not bullshitting you), it's my new favorite.
"Vermillion is the glow
Of a love that burns
Which is always rekindled
At the place, where we return"
SOLID!!!
@glen: awe.. thanks!! yup, i made the poem.. :)
love.
i find a post beautiful with words, with different shades of a single color...
-the geek
@geek: aww.. thanks for the kind words.. that, coming from you, means a lot.. :D
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