you've always loved red on me,
red lingerie was your favourite.
you loved how my soft lips looked,
with smooth red lipstick.
when you stop complimenting me,
my outfits were drenched
in dark red,
the same red you said
always brought out my eyes.
so why were you so sad,
when you saw red gush out of me
on your bathroom floor?
have you had enough of red now.
YOU ARE READING
clarity poems
Poetryjust my collection of poems. i didn't know what to do with them so i decided to publish.
