Red Night

 

Red velvet dreams

draped over skin

rubies glistening

inner desires

crying for attention

garnet wine lapping lips

aching for masculine taste

crimson passion

ruling her night

without regard

for empty aloneness

in which she lay

*

©MidwestFantasy

Ph- Robert Coppa

(I have been on a bit of a hiatus due to the loss of a loved one in the family.  But writing is where I draw my strength, and my life returns to a bit more normalcy with pen in my hand. I hope you, my friends, will still read me.)

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Red Was His Love

His love

could only be colored

red

*

Deep, rich

flawlessly solid

steadfast in purity

unmatched by others–fainter, weaker

bold against storms

bright in serene calm

*

Red

was the love

she deserved

@MidwestFantasy

02/14/2018

Ph-PInterest