Crimson Waste
by joti heir
Oh
yes we should blush
it is darling is it not
in the face of your manliness
it is divine
for now you know
you turn a cheek crimson
and the crimson below is yours too
but how about
she is lovely
and turns crimson at the table
and later she turns over
and says
see you later
will you be happy
or agreeable
or angry
as your species do
if her crimson was wasted on another
and you became just a
From The Princess Will Kill You and Dance on Your Grave Poetry Collection (on Amazon)
