✶I do not mind your red.
-acb.
"i fear to stain you clothes with blood"
stain them for all i care.
drench my clothing in red and i will gladly admire its hues.
stain them red for i adore the colour red.
red that comes from you is the red that i will tolerate,
because it's you, how can i not?
you were the blood that seeped through my clothes.
eagerly absorbing you, not minding the foggy red that stained me, not minding if i will forever be changed, not minding the metallic smell, not minding your red.
YOU ARE READING
my poems. nd shits?
Poetryi do not edit them, we die like men here. might update them to make them more fancy but that's unlikely.
