Chasing red dreams, I found my way,
A life of passion, come what may.
My heart beats with a fiery hue,
And all my thoughts turn to you.
Your beauty ignites a flame within,
A passion that cannot be dimmed.
The warmth of your touch, the light in your eyes,
Fuels my soul, igniting my skies.
Together we'll chase our dreams,
As the world around us gleams.
In your embrace, I find my rest,
My heart content, my soul refreshed.
So let us chase those red dreams,
And all that love and life can bring.
With you by my side, I know we'll find,
A love that burns with a fiery kind.
About the Creator
Disarmament
They say there's no atheism in the foxhole. While I wasn't currently neck-deep in a river of soft sediment, I was still praying to whoever would listen. Why am I doing this again? I would ponder while staring at the device that in no less than a minute could be my undoing. I scanned each and every variable panel and commonplace button as I watched the bright red L.E.D ticker countdown. No wires to cut, no code to put in, there was only one way to stop this infernal machine, and that incurred perfect timing.
By James U. Rizzi3 days ago in Fiction
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