Red is my favorite.
Red you are true.
It can be sad, happy, or creatively enthused.
But red often gets put into the angry category.
Or am I avoiding?
It catches your eye.
Makes your heart race,
It screams it has something to tell you.
Like it will bind you,
Hold you captive.
Won't give in to lies,
It will burn anything that tries to hurt you.
It stands apart,
It always leaves a lasting impression.
I always come back saying. . . "But that red tho"
It is the color of pain,
It's striking appearance is lasting,
How is it hidden if I have on red.
Red is the color of love.
Red is the color of blood.
Coincidentally you need both to live.
No, like really, LIVE.
"THE GREATEST OF THESE IS LOVE"
red is my favorite,
How can you say it makes you angry.
You do not see. . .
How the love flows in and out of me.
Of people as a whole,
It was meant for we.