The Color Red

It’s warmth from the fire,

Expanding, expanding, and expanding until I struggle to breathe

The color of my palpitating heart as it teethes,

Through the night and delicately hums in a silent choir

 

A prompted dragon in a lonely fairy tale,

Slayed by warriors in gold

That kill off creatures foretold,

That tumble the water and drink the ale

As they struggle to find love & compassion,

Going home to a broken home

Two elements of a color in vogue fashion

 

It’s warmth from the fire,

Expanding, expanding, and expanding until I struggle to breathe

The color of my palpitating heart as it teethes,

Through the night and delicately hums in a silent choir

 

The royal color of castle dorms,

Walls cry as they are painted with portraits of goddesses & gods

Edges of solid furniture scrape the walls like claws

A painter lives there mastering crimson storms

 

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