more than simply red

 what would my world be without vibrant colour?

still there...i know.

but, monochrome or pastel would not know to fire that which colours my imagination

a free flow of so much that lives, enormous, humongous, BIG

beautifully animated behind my closed eyes.

and to be able to surround myself with fiery reds, emerald greens, royal blues

how lucky my eyes to feast on such hues!

and thus, in this instance red be more than the colour i see...my heart passionate

my thoughts hot....my desire deep...my lover missed.

a gorgeous specimen that stirs the embers of emotion raw

churning, yearning, enveloping...every imagined thought of him

knows to waken a fiery red in my bossom...in my loins.

RB.