Color me red,
Yes red!
Don't tease me, just color me red,
I see you, enraptured,
Touch my glass-like, untouched body,
why do you just keep looking at it?
He twisted my wrist,
turned it,
Twisted and yet again turned my wrist;
Bangles were broken, and when I lugged,
He hugged this red scarf of mine,
and snatched it with a jerk.
I was colored red in his love.
My cheeks, turned pink with shyness!
Colour me red,
Oh! Don't tease just colour me.
YOU ARE READING
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Short StoryShort creative writings. Came out of nowhere! For my love of literature; This be a dearest possession.
