I love all your shades of red,
from being apathetic to a woman who loves logic
from getting mad to laughing all day;Sometimes, my thoughts are in dismay-something I own but I cannot fathom how to get a grip on them. It's delirious, I must say.
I love all your shades of red,
from being harsh to delicately roaming your hand onto my sides-
from being unreasonable to someone whose reasons are for me to follow;For some deliberately ridiculous causes, I am afraid of the things that you can do to me. In some ways, I am aware that in a single flick of your fingers, you can make me follow-make me someone that I should be when I am with you, It's indeed scary; but-
I love all your shades of red,
from the way you argue for what's right
to the goofy grin you wear when you
know you've been wrong.
You are a kaleidoscope of everything,
and I adore every hue of you;