Red-blooded
Describing myself in the most forceful color
Bursting at the seams with color
Not scandalous but fully scarlet
Rich smooth and enjoyable
As a vintage glass of merlot
Personality shining through
Glistening like expensive rubies
A rare combination of sweet and tart as a cherry
At times off kilter like the pink-red of cerise
My spirit soars high and free
As a cardinal or scarlet ibis in the sky
Look up and you might just see me
Waving as I'm passing by
Color me every shade of red
Bright vibrant claret and carmine
Scorching like a flaming coral reef
As tasty on the tongue as fine wine
Still gentle and soft as a rose
With hints of vermeil and sanguine
A hint of the ticture gules
Rufescent rufous crimson refined
Seductive as a pomegranate
Color me red-blooded and bold
Continual progress in the making
A true wonder to behold
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Cheryl E Preston
Cheryl is a widow who enjoys writing about current events, soap spoilers and baby boomer nostalgia. Tips are greatly appreciated.
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