Deep red

Deep red soaking into my nail beds

The silk gown that lays on my Snow White skin

The deep red lipstick that touches my lips

The six inch ruby red heels I wear out on girls night out

The red wine I sip as I sit on the velvety red chair at the club

With my red tresses hanging down as I watch the crowd

Then you come to me and kiss my neck and draw some blood 🩸 with those sharp fangs of yours

My body then turns cold, as my skin was once white but has now turned grey as a stone on a headstone

my eyes become cold, as ice and black as coal

My tresses then turn a shade of grey

But my lips stay deep red as you wisp me away into your arms and take me to your place to rest for the night

I then awake and realize it’s still dark outside, if morning comes I could melt away, from the sun shinning bright. So I stay inside with curtains drawn, until the cold black sky comes and I then come alive.