The Reddest Red
The chameleon sun alive as the passion burns
running through the sky as the supple engine churns
a good-will mission of pride and elegance
in a yellow chiffon dress of alluring radiance
headed west where the end of day grows near
changing colors and moods in a cloudy atmosphere
coming close to the walls of the sky at dusk
where the heart of duty starts feeling amorous
mingling with the clouds and taking on their colors
as chameleon suns do approaching earthen borders
flaunting such beauty in the eyes of the beholder
reaching inside him and growing forever bolder
grabbing his heart with colors of the reddest passion
from the fires in the pits of Babylonian action
a swirling love that swirls him round and round
the reddest red that lifts him skyward bound
through rose covered arbors that give off their scent
that point toward the reddened sky for his ascent
a strange sensation that gave him wings to fly
a color that reached into his soul as a lullaby
and turned into a throbbing paradise that he could feel
until the night settled in and sealed it with a seal
“So the red skies turned to black until the next day
and promised him something soothing to come his way.”
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