Rose Red

Rose red

bit lips and blood shed

under skies apocalyptic

love atomic

her on gin and tonic

me, under a weathered tree

trying to write sonnets

my heart bombed, blasted, and smashed

into oblivion

a collision of future and past

 

Fire burns inside

outside it rains

roaring flames

charred remains

of yesterdays scattered photographs

ruby lips, light the path

smiling wide, with a warming glow

a fatal attraction

stirring passion wherever they go

 

Two stand apart in the fallout

of heart, love, lust, and mistrust

silhouettes against the nuclear doubts

blaring out like neon lights

flashing warning signs

throughout wasteland nights

 

Flames leap

dancing down flickering streets

heart beats

matching in sync to the fires heat

souls meet

snatching joy

from misery's feet

 

Roses

crimson

a vision, seen through tears of hurt

flowers blooming

through the looming wasteland dirt

Like a kiss from

ruby lips

the sunlight skips

on rivers of blood and confusion

roses, distorted illusion

seared into skin

as another day begins

under red sun rising

the red flowers grow

there are no prizes

for letting loves river flow

Thanks For Reading

Peace & Love

Kyle.