Seeking the lips,
which uttered the words.
Scaling the extremeness,
in the colour.
I love that redness,
Not to touch.
But to feel,
And embrace.
I love to lose,
Fluidity within self.
Only to acquire,
the magical dreams.
This is going to lead,
a world of redness.
Cause I saw that red,
And it blessed me.
Surroundings may alter,
like chameleons.
But I am going to be there,
being lost with the red.
